E. Nesbit,
The Red Book Magazine, Volume 8…
(1907)
“ Being in hospital is rather like being in heaven, when you are a child and have always lived in Sutton Row. No one cuffs you or pushes you roughly out of the way. There is no scolding. There are large clean beds that jump softly when you move, and you have a bed to yourself—which Jake had never had before—and things to eat nicer than you ever dreamed of: chicken and rice pudding, and fish and mutton, and all the things some people get into the habit of turning their noses up at a nursery dinner. ”
