Ken Kesey. Over the cuckoo's nest (№ 134143)

- Candy, candy, why, why, why there are such wild stories? - She once again turned around and stood with bare feet and giggling.
- These stories don't happen, solemnly told her Harding. Those are the stories you dream at night when we lie awake, then I'm afraid to tell my psychiatrist. You're actually not.
This wine no, nothing of this exists. Now, let's go.