I Founded The American Red Cross.

I Was Only One Woman Alone, And Had No Power To Move To Action Full-fed, Sleek- Coated, Ease-loving, Pleasure-seeking, Well-paid,and Well-placed Countrymen In This War- Trampled, Dead, Old Land, Each One Afraid That He Should Be Called Upon To Do Something.

Others Are Writing My Biography, And Let It Rest As They Elect To Make It. I Have Lived My Life, Well And Ill, Always Less Well Than I Wanted It To Be But It Is, As It Is, And As It Has Been; So Small A Thing, To Have Had So Much About It!

I Have An Almost Complete Disregard Of Precedent, And A Faith In The Possibility Of Something Better. It Irritates Me To Be Told How Things Have Always Been Done. I Defy The Tyranny Of Precedent. I Go For Anything New That Might Improve The Past.

It Is Wise Statesmanship Which Suggests That In Time Of Peace We Must Prepare For War, And It Is No Less A Wise Benevolence That Makes Preparation In The Hour Of Peace For Assuaging The Ills That Are Sure To Accompany War.

I Wonder If A Soldier Ever Does Mend A Bullet Hole In His Coat?