You ask me why I do not write something... I think one's feelings waste themselves in words; they ought all to be distilled into actions and into actions which bring results.


Letter to a friend, quoted in The Life of Florence Nightingale (1913) by Edward Tyas Cook, p. 94


You ask me why I do not write something... I think one's feelings waste themselves in words; they ought all to be distilled into actions and into...

You ask me why I do not write something... I think one's feelings waste themselves in words; they ought all to be distilled into actions and into...

You ask me why I do not write something... I think one's feelings waste themselves in words; they ought all to be distilled into actions and into...

You ask me why I do not write something... I think one's feelings waste themselves in words; they ought all to be distilled into actions and into...