Nightingale vs Barton: should nursing count the numbers or hold the hand?

I saved more men with a chart than a bandage, Clara; my rose diagrams proved that filth, not bullets, was the true killer.

And while you tallied the dead in London, Florence, I was on the field at Antietam pulling the living from the mud.

Courage without sanitation only refills the graveyard faster; reform the whole system and you spare thousands you'll never touch.

But a system never held a dying boy's hand at midnight, Florence, and no statistic ever whispered that he was not alone.