Annie Sullivan: It's less trouble to feel sorry for her than it is to teach her anything better.
Annie Sullivan: Pity? For this tyrant? The whole house turns on her whims! Is there anything she wants she doesn't get? I'll tell you what I pity: that the sun won't rise and set for her all her life, and every day you're telling her it will! What good will your pity do when you're under the strawberries, Captain Keller?
James Keller: Sooner or later, we all give up, don't we?
Annie Sullivan: Maybe you all do, but it's my idea of the original sin.
James Keller: What is?
Annie Sullivan: Giving up.
Annie Sullivan: All's fair in love and war.
Captain Arthur Keller: This is not war.
Annie Sullivan: Well, it's not love.
Aunt Ev: Why, this child has more sense than all these men Kellers, if there's ever any way to reach that mind of hers.
Kate Keller: What happened?
Annie Sullivan: She ate from her own plate. She ate with a spoon. Herself. And she folded her napkin.
Kate Keller: Folded her napkin?
Annie Sullivan: The room's a wreck, but her napkin is folded. I'll be in my room, Mrs. Keller.
Viney, Keller Maid: Don't leave now, Miss Annie. Dinner'll be ready right away.
Kate Keller: Folded her napkin. My Helen folded her napkin.
Annie Sullivan: Disinter... disinterested... disinterested... where's discipline? What a dictionary this is. You have to know how something is spelt before you can look it up to see how it's spelt. Discipline... Huh. "Diskipline."
Aunt Ev: There's a very famous Perkins School in Boston. They're supposed to do wonders.
Captain Arthur Keller: The child's been to specialists everywhere. They couldn't help her in Baltimore or Washington, could they?
Kate Keller: I think the captain will write to the Perkins School.
Captain Arthur Keller: Katie, how many times are you going to let them break your heart?
Kate Keller: Any number of times. As long as there's the slightest chance for her to see or hear.
