Life had stopped for her a long time ago. She was so out of touch with her feelings that she had no joy in her life and no concept of the fact that she could be wrong. She delivered her care of her insane patients in a killing manner, but she was convinced she was right.
“In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave.”
“They disallowed this and disallowed that, and now I can't even get my head above water!”