Poetry and imagination begin life. A child will fall on its knees on the gravel walk at the sight of a pink hawthorn in full flower, when it is by itself, to praise God for it. — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
We know nothing of the principle of health, the positive of which pathology is the negative, except from observation and experience. And nothing but… — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
The specific disease doctrine is the grand refuge of weak, uncultured, unstable minds, such as now rule in the medical profession. There are no… — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
It may seem a strange principle to enunciate as the very first requirement in a hospital that it should do the sick no harm. — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
Nursing is a progressive art such that to stand still is to go backwards. — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
“It is often thought that medicine is the curative process. It is no such thing; medicine is the surgery of functions, as surgery proper… — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
A hundred struggle and drown in the breakers. One discovers the new world. But rather, ten times rather, die in the surf, heralding the… — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
Newton's law is nothing but the statistics of gravitation, it has no power whatever. Let us get rid of the idea of power from… — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
The very first requirement in a hospital is that it should do the sick no harm. — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
Every nurse ought to be careful to wash her hands very frequently during the day. If her face, too, so much the better. — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
I have learned to know God. I have recast my social belief... All my admirers are married; most of my friends are dead; and… — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
For it may safely be said, not that the habit of ready and correct observation will by itself make us useful nurses, but that… — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
I cannot remember the time when I have not longed for death. ... for years and years I used to watch for death as… — Florence Nightingale Copy Share Image
