Ward D Quotes
"You will be given a numerical code that can be used to leave Ward D. Except in the case of an emergency, you MAY NOT exit the unit during your shift."
"Do not divulge any personal information to your patients. This includes details about your personal life or your home address."
"The following objects are prohibited on Ward D: alcohol, flammable liquids, thumbtacks, pens, needles, staples, paper clips, safety pins, nail files, tweezers, nail clippers, tobacco products, electronic cigarettes, plastic bags, razor blades, weapons, or any items that could be used as weapons."
"Everyone else just prescribed a bunch of sleep medications, but you actually talked to me. More importantly, you listened."
"And that’s how I realized the reason I couldn’t sleep was that I was missing Mr. Whiskers so much since he passed on six months ago."
"I’m going to be spending the next thirteen hours of my life in a locked psychiatric ward."
"You should take it then," she says. "Nobody will see," she says. "It’s a big store. They won’t miss it."
"You punch the numbers on the keypad, then hit the pound sign."
"He’s not ‘a schizophrenic.’ We don’t refer to patients that way. Miguel is a human being, and he’s more than his psychiatric diagnosis. He is not a schizophrenic—he’s a man who has schizophrenia. Do you understand that?"
"I’ve already seen Ward D. I visited it once before, nearly a decade ago."
"The computer system is undergoing maintenance tonight. So tonight we have to rely on paper charts and paper orders only."
"I wonder how Jade is doing," my mother blurts out.
"I didn’t sleep well last night. I’m sure I have massive bags under my eyes."
"What if I forget the code and I’m trapped? What then?"
"The sun goes down and they get more and more confused and agitated. Keep an eye on her and you’ll see."
"It’s not like they’re going to torture us or do shock therapy."
"I couldn’t even tell Cameron before I found out what a jerk he was."
"My father say I’m leaving tomorrow. So tomorrow, I go."
"I promise, you’re perfectly safe. There is no chance of Mr. Sawyer getting out of that room. Unless, of course, you let him out."
"It’s so quiet that I can hear a sound coming from inside Seclusion One. It’s a terrible sound—barely even human. Something between a groan and a growl."
"You weren’t on the call schedule for tonight. I don’t even understand why you’re here."
"After all, if you meet someone who is truly crazy, that’s the only way to know that you’re sane."
"The charts are arranged on a shelf above the nurses’ station, in order of room number."
"It feels like even doing that would be a betrayal of Dr. Beck’s trust."
"If there was a patient you were interested in seeing, I would give you priority. I’m a gentleman."
"That notion never once entered Cam’s thoughts."
"The screen door is barely hanging on by its hinges, but it doesn’t matter since the screen has been ripped in half."
"I’m not wasting food! What the hell is wrong with you?"
"You’re going to fail this test, and then you won’t get into any colleges."
"I don’t understand the point of trigonometry."
"Damon Sawyer wants to kill every single one of us tonight."
"The medications are currently suppressing Schoenfeld’s symptoms."
"I’m not mad," I say. "You did the right thing. I mean, it’s not like we were going to get married someday. It’s good you ended it. Now you can have lots of hot sex this year with nurses."
"He’s really good. Almost professional level, but what do I know?"
"It’s sad that somebody with so much talent had their brain crap out on them like that."
"I finally run the full loop around the circle."
"You have no idea." He grins at me. "One of the patients—this guy built like a linebacker—followed me around the unit the entire night."
"Because my father say Damon Sawyer is gonna kill us all by the morning. Kill us all. Muerto."
"You’re going to want it when Damon Sawyer comes at you."
"I can’t believe this! How could they shaft me that way?"
"Maybe he wised up," she says. "Maybe he got the hell out of here before something really bad happens."
"There’s something in the air tonight. Something is going to happen. Don’t you feel it?"
"These things don’t just go away on their own. Once you’re seeing things that aren’t there and hearing voices, they never just go away."
"I can’t believe you never ended up seeing a shrink."
"It’s nearly midnight when someone taps on my bedroom window."
"Trigonometry is so stupid anyway—why shouldn’t you get the answers? Like who cares if you actually know this stuff or not?"
"I’m not going to cheat on an exam, Jade. I’m not going to do it."
"Just a peek," she says. "You won’t be hurting anyone."
"If I’m not real, then what does that mean for you?"
"Nobody cares more than he does about getting a good grade in a rotation."
"Somebody has to do it. Don’t you want to fix people?"
"I want to fix people without necessarily cutting into them."
"You don’t want to be my friend anymore. I can take a hint, believe me."
"Mental illness is really difficult to treat."
"The teenage years are a really hard time. A lot of girls struggle. And it can be a time when mental health issues come to the surface…"
"I feel a rush of relief. Finally, somebody in a position of authority is taking charge of the situation."
"It’s like the events of the evening have finally caught up to me."
"What if Dr. Beck doesn’t come back? What if he disappears like Cameron did?"
"I never should have opened the door to this room. I should have made a run for it while I still could."
"You’re more resourceful than I thought you were. If you hadn’t been so damn curious, you actually might have gotten away."
"I made a terrible mistake. I should have helped my friend, even when she asked me not to."