Energy Rightly Applied Can Accomplish Anything.

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.

How Can A Doctor Judge A Woman's Sanity By Merely Bidding Her Good Morning And Refusing To Hear Her Pleas For Release? Even The Sick Ones Know It Is Useless To Say Anything, For The Answer Will Be That It Is Their Imagination.

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

Even That Was All Consumed After Two Days, And The Patients Had To Try To Choke Down Fresh Fish, Just Boiled In Water, Without Salt, Pepper Or Butter; Mutton, Beef, And Potatoes Without The Faintest Seasoning

I Took Upon Myself To Enact The Part Of A Poor, Unfortunate Crazy Girl, And Felt It My Duty Not To Shirk Any Of The Disagreeable Results That Should Follow.