" In the first days on D ward, Deborah had been able to
dramatize herself in her own mind simply by thinking:
the insane asylum—the violent ward. It conjured huge
and flaming pictures in her mind. The reality had offered
a promise of more physical safety, but to experience the
reality was to suffer a boredom as endless as the illness itself. "

― Joanne Greenberg , I Never Promised You a Rose Garden