Never console yourself into believing that the terror has passed, for it looms as large and evil today as it did in the despicable era of Bedlam. But I must relate the horrors as I recall them, in the hope that some force for mankind might be moved to relieve forever the unfortunate creatures who are still imprisoned in the back wards of decaying institutions.
For eight years I was an inmate in a state asylum for the insane. During those years I passed through such unbearable terror that I deteriorated into… - Frances Farmer
For eight years I was an inmate in a state asylum for the insane. During those years I passed through such unbearable terror that I deteriorated into…
- Frances Farmer
Never console yourself into believing that the terror has passed, for it looms as large and evil today as it did in the despicable era of Bedlam. But… - Frances Farmer
Never console yourself into believing that the terror has passed, for it looms as large and evil today as it did in the despicable era of Bedlam. But…
I used to lie between cool, clean sheets at night after I'd had a bath, after I had washed my hair and scrubbed my knuckles and finger-nails and teet… - Frances Farmer
I used to lie between cool, clean sheets at night after I'd had a bath, after I had washed my hair and scrubbed my knuckles and finger-nails and teet…
If a person is treated like a patient, they are apt to act like one. - Frances Farmer
If a person is treated like a patient, they are apt to act like one.
I went to Sunday School and liked the stories about Christ and the Christmas star. They were beautiful. They made you warm and happy to think about. … - Frances Farmer
I went to Sunday School and liked the stories about Christ and the Christmas star. They were beautiful. They made you warm and happy to think about. …
I miss the comfort in being sad. - Frances Farmer
I miss the comfort in being sad.
That satisfied me until I began to figure that if God loved all his children equally, why did he bother about my red hat and let other people lose th… - Frances Farmer
That satisfied me until I began to figure that if God loved all his children equally, why did he bother about my red hat and let other people lose th…
I minded my own business, and, unfortunately, so did everyone else. - Frances Farmer
I minded my own business, and, unfortunately, so did everyone else.
The more people pointed at me in scorn the more stubborn I got and when they began calling me the Bad Girl of West Seattle High, I tried to live up t… - Frances Farmer
The more people pointed at me in scorn the more stubborn I got and when they began calling me the Bad Girl of West Seattle High, I tried to live up t…
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