Even That Was All Consumed After Two

The Insane Asylum On Blackwell’s Island Is A Human Rat-trap. It Is Easy To Get In, But Once There It Is Impossible To Get Out.

Could I Pass A Week In The Insane Ward At Blackwell's Island? I Said I Could And I Would. And I Did.

It Is Only After One Is In Trouble That One Realizes How Little Sympathy And Kindness There Are In The World.

'it Is Impossible For You To Do It,' Was The Terrible Verdict. 'in The First Place You Are A Woman And Would Need A Protector, And Even If It Were Possible For You To Travel Alone You Would Need To Carry So Much Baggage That It Would Detain You In Making Rapid Changes. Besides You Speak Nothing But English, So There Is No Use Talking About It; No One But A Man Can Do This.'

What A Mysterious Thing Madness Is. I Have Watched Patients Whose Lips Are Forever Sealed In A Perpetual Silence. They Live, Breathe, Eat; The Human Form Is There, But That Something, Which The Body Can Live Without, But Which Cannot Exist Without The Body, Was Missing.