I was too impatient to work at the usual duties assigned women on newspapers.

I have never written a word that did not come from my heart. I never shall.

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.

On the wagon sped, and I, as well as my comrades, gave a despairing farewell glance at freedom as we came in sight of the long stone buildings.

ENERGY RIGHTLY APPLIED CAN ACCOMPLISH ANYTHING.

I always made a point of telling the doctors I was sane, and asking to be released, but the more I endeavored to assure them of my sanity, the more they doubted it

'VERY WELL,' I SAID ANGRILY, 'START THE MAN, AND I'LL START THE SAME DAY FOR SOME OTHER NEWSPAPER AND BEAT HIM.'

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.

I always had a desire to know asylum life more thoroughly - a desire to be convinced that the most helpless of God's creatures, the insane, were cared for kindly and properly.

It is only after one is in trouble that one realizes how little sympathy and kindness there are in the world.

Why envy someone else's success when God has already blessed you with a mind to strive and achieve yours?

And then what's the whole point if you're harsh to those who love you and soft to those who don't care...

A free press is the immune system of representative democracy.

I was a psychology major. I think that definitely helps in general life; I enjoy trying to figure out why people are the way they are.

I notice well that one stray step from the habitual path leads irresistibly into a new direction. Life moves forward, it never reverses its course.

The landlord's laugh was ready chorus.

This crime against humanity must never be forgotten.

There is no greater path to mediocrity in life than trying to be realistic.

The destruction of the past is perhaps the greatest of all crimes.

Go then if you must, but remember, no matter how foolish your deeds, those who love you will love you still.