Faces in the Water - Pg 138

   She told me once, in a moment of confidence which she always regretted... after her first day on duty, she cried most of the night and resolved, though she never kept her resolution, to submit her resignation and leave the appalling place and become a nurse in a general hospital where the patients were not shamed and abused because of their illness and where you could at least see what was wrong with them and prepare a neat dressing with ointment and clean white bandages to soothe and heal, and with no difficulty keep the patient quietly trapped in bed. But here at Cliffhaven or any mental hospital you had to provide your own bandages from within yourself to bind wounds that could not be seen or measured, and at the same time it seemed you had to forget that the patients were people, for there were so many of them and there was so much to do. The remedy was to shout and hit and herd.