Quotes About Sanitarium

John Harvey Kellogg's sanitarium in Battle Creek, Michigan. There

I am not here [in the sanitarium] to write, but to be mad.

You brought me to a sanitarium? Thinking of having me admitted?" "Fortunately for you, it's closed.

I would say Waverly Hills, which is an abandoned sanitarium here in the States - it's high on the list of places I don't ever want to spend the night again.

No one could possess a shred of doubt that Olalla's most famous institution was the sanitarium up on the heights off Orchard Avenue.

was a magnificent structure for its time and place—a sanitarium of three stories, plus a basement. Dormer windows jutted over a porch that ran the full length; a dark, oak staircase in the grand foyer dominated the interior. There was even a kitchen, an office, and of course, the Treatment Room.

Our hospital was famous and had housed many great poets and singers. Did the hospital specialize in poets and singers, or was it that poets and singers specialized in madness?

One of the patients at Kellogg's Seventh-day Adventist sanitarium was C. W. Post, who got the idea there for Grape Nuts, which made him rich. Among Grape Nuts' advertised health benefits was curing appendicitis. As it happened, Post later had an apparent appendicitis attack, and when surgery didn't end his distress, he shot and killed himself.

About the water, because it all came back to the water, didn't it? It tied it all together: the sanitarium, the rain, the plumbing. The bathtub and a baby,

By the way, the town where Asklepios' sanitarium existed, I read now, is up in the mountains. Probably the climate was and is cool and moist; I read it's heavily wooded. I bet the stars are quite visible there. It's the place I yearn for. Out of memory.

I wonder whose job it was to assign these sexes in the first place. Did he do his work right there in the sanitarium, or did they rent him a little office where he could get away from all the noise?

One of the sanitarium's earliest guests was a marketing whiz named C. W. Post, who took the baths, ate the meals, and, inspired by what he experienced there, eventually went into business for himself.