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

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

If a person is treated like a patient, they are apt to act like one.

- 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. …

- 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…

- Frances Farmer

I miss the comfort in being sad.

- 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…

- Frances Farmer

I minded my own business, and, unfortunately, so did everyone else.

- Frances Farmer