At present we live to impede each other's satisfactions; competition, domestic life, society, what is it all but this?

I never lose an opportunity of urging a practical beginning, however small, for it is wonderful how often in such matters the mustard-seed germinates and roots itself.

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

Nursing is a progressive art such that to stand still is to go backwards.

Macaulay somewhere says, that it is extraordinary that, whereas the laws of the motions of the heavenly bodies, far removed as they are from us, are perfectly well understood, the laws of the human mind, which are under our observation all day and every day, are no better understood than they were two thousand years ago.

Life is a hard fight, a struggle, a wrestling with the principle of evil, hand to hand, foot to foot. Every inch of the way is disputed. The night is given us to take breath, to pray, to drink deep at the fountain of power. The day, to use the strength which has been given us, to go forth to work with it till the evening.

The world is put back by the death of every one who has to sacrifice the development of his or her peculiar gifts to conventionality.