“Nursing is one of the Fine Arts: I had almost said, the finest of Fine Arts.”

The ‘kingdom of heaven is within,’ indeed, but we must also create one without, because we are intended to act upon our circumstances.

I cannot remember the time when I have not longed for death. For years and years I used to watch for death as no sick man ever watched for the morning.

I can stand out the war with any man.

Remember my name– you’ll be screaming it later.

For the sick it is important to have the best.

There is no part of my life, upon which I can look back without pain.

The craving for ‘the return of the day’, which the sick so constantly evince, is generally nothing but the desire for light.

I am not yet worthy; and I will live to deserve to be called a Trained Nurse.

The very elements of what constitutes good nursing are as little understood for the well as for the sick. The same laws of health, or of nursing, for they are in reality the same, obtain among the well as among the sick.

There are no specific diseases only specific disease conditions.

Woman has nothing but her affections,–and this makes her at once more loving and less loved.

The first possibility of rural cleanliness lies in water supply.

I stand at the altar of murdered men, and, while I live, I fight their cause.

The only English patients I have ever known refuse tea, have been typhus cases; and the first sign of their getting better was their craving again for tea.

It is very well to say “be prudent, be careful, try to know each other.” But how are you to know each other?

Why have women passion, intellect, moral activity these, three and a place in society where no one of the three can be exercised?

His only fault is that he has no fault.

I love my baby like the finest wine, I’ll stick with her until the end of time.

One-half, the finest half, of life is hidden from the man who does not love with passion.

We came to America, either ourselves or in the persons of our ancestors, to better the ideals of men, to make them see finer things than they had seen before, to get rid of the things that divide and to make sure of the things that unite.

The finest fury is the most controlled.

A fat stomach never breeds fine thoughts.

Hopefully I can just have another terrible year with only the one Grand Slam and that will be just fine.

I can look at a fine art photograph and sometimes I can hear music.