I Use The Word Nursing For Want

I Use The Word Nursing For Want Of A Better. It Has Been Limited To Signify Little More Than The Administration Of Medicines And The Application Of Poultices. It Ought To Signify The Proper Use Of Fresh Air, Light, Warmth, Cleanliness, Quiet, And The Proper Selection And Administration Of Diet-all At The Least Expense Of Vital Power To The Patient.

We Are What We Repeatedly Do. Excellence, Then, Is Not An Act, But A Habit. Aristotle How Very Little Can Be Done Under The Spirit Of Fear.

Instead Of Wishing To See More Doctors Made By Women Joining What There Are, I Wish To See As Few Doctors, Either Male Or Female, As Possible. For, Mark You, The Women Have Made No Improvement They Have Only Tried To Be "men" And They Have Only Succeeded In Being Third-rate Men.

Marriage Is The Only Chance (and It Is But A Chance) Offered To Women For Escape From This Death And How Eagerly And How Ignorantly It Is Embraced.

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.