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

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?

Starting a job and working hard is how to be successful.

That Religion is not devotion, but work and suffering for the love of God; this is the true doctrine of Mystics.

Do not engage in any paper wars. You will convince nobody and arrive at no satisfaction yourself.

We set the treatment of bodies so high above the treatment of souls, that the physician occupies a higher place in society than the school-master.

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

The great reformers of the world turn into the great misanthropists, if circumstances or organization do not permit them to act.

Live life when you have it. Life is a splendid gift-there is nothing small about it.

People have founded vast schemes upon a very few words.

After reading between the lines, I can secretly hear Socrates screaming: ‘I’m the wisest man to ever live in the world. Anyone who will claim that title after me he’s fake!

You are worth every piece of gold and glitter that matches the beams of your hazel orbs as they scream with rapture.

He says he doesn’t know what to do my mind screams back I will not love you in halves just because you are too afraid.

If you didn’t want her to scream so loud you shouldn’t have tried to strangle her voice -both love & violence are a choice.

The more I wanted to scream my pain out, the better listener I became. Thinking how badly others would have wanted it too.

I miss him whispers my mind he left you screams my heart.

Abstruse spite bleeds from their mouth. I hear the venom, It’s screaming so loud, And yet so benign Reaction, not roused Their “nasty”, so nice The beast lost its shroud.

I was only ten the first time I remember getting stabbed. My agony pierced the air with a sickening scream.