My Business Is Staunching Blood, And Feeding

You Must Never So Much Think As Whether You Like It Or Not, Whether It Is Bearable Or Not; You Must Never Think Of Anything Except The Need, And How To Meet It.

The Door That Nobody Else Will Go In At, Seems Always To Swing Open Widely For Me.

The Red Cross In Its Nature, It Aims And Purposes, And Consequently, Its Methods, Is Unlike Any Other Organization In The Country.it Is An Organization Of Physical Action, Of Instantaneous Action, At The Spur Of The Moment; It Cannot Await The Ordinary Deliberation Of Organized Bodies If It Would Be Of Use To Suffering Humanity,[ellipsis In Original] It Has By Its Nature A Field Of Its Own.

If I Were To Speak Of War, It Would Not Be To Show You The Glories Of Conquering Armies But The Mischief And Misery They Strew In Their Tracks; And How, While They Marched On With Tread Of Iron And Plumes Proudly Tossing In The Breeze, Some One Must Follow Closely In Their Steps, Crouching To The Earth, Toiling In The Rain And Darkness, Shelterless Themselves, With No Thought Of Pride Or Glory, Fame Or Praise, Or Reward; Hearts Breaking With Pity, Faces Bathed In Tears And Hands In Blood. This Is The Side Which History Never Shows.

Everybody's Business Is Nobody's Business, And Nobody's Business Is My Business.