Religious men are and must be heretics now- for we must not pray, except in a "form" of words, made beforehand- or think of God but with a prearranged idea.

Let us never consider ourselves finished nurses....we must be learning all of our lives.

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

Apprehension, uncertainty, waiting, expectation, fear of surprise, do a patient more harm than any exertion.

When you see the natural and almost universal craving in English sick for their 'tea,' you cannot but feel that nature knows what she is about. ... A little tea or coffee restores them. ... There is nothing yet discovered which is a substitute to the English patient for his cup of tea.

If a patient is cold, if a patient is feverish, if a patient is faint, if he is sick after taking food, if he has a bed-sore, it is generally the fault not of the disease, but of the nursing.

Moral activity? There is scarcely such a thing possible! Everything is sketchy. The world does nothing but sketch.