Offering a hand up is not a hand-out.

I may be compelled to face danger, but never fear it, and while our soldiers can stand and fight, I can stand and feed and nurse them.

My business is staunching blood, and feeding fainting men.

The door that nobody else will go in at, seems always to swing open widely for me.

This conflict is one thing I've been waiting for. I'm well and strong and young - young enough to go to the front. If I can't be a soldier, I'll help soldiers.

The surest test of discipline is its absence.

Offering a hand up is not a hand-out.