At Present We Live To Impede Each

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.

What The Horrors Of War Are, No One Can Imagine. They Are Not Wounds And Blood And Fever, Spotted And Low, Or Dysentery, Chronic And Acute, Cold And Heat And Famine. They Are Intoxication, Drunken Brutality, Demoralization And Disorder On The Part Of The Inferior... Jealousies, Meanness, Indifference, Selfish Brutality On The Part Of The Superior.

The Night Is Given To Us To Take Breath, To Pray, To Drink Deep At The Fountain Of Power.

A Woman Cannot Live In The Light Of Intellect. Society Forbids It. Those Conventional Frivolities, Which Are Called Her 'duties', Forbid It. Her 'domestic Duties', High-sounding Words, Which, For The Most Part, Are But Bad Habits (which She Has Not The Courage To Enfranchise Herself From, The Strength To Break Through), Forbid It.

No Man, Not Even A Doctor, Ever Gives Any Other Definition Of What A Nurse Should Be Than This-'devoted And Obedient.' This Definition Would Do Just As Well For A Porter. It Might Even Do For A Horse. It Would Not Do For A Policeman.