Author of quotes: Ken Kesey. Page 3

We yearn for intimacy, and honor her for the poison, when it is revealed. From infancy we learn to be wary of intimacy: "never open" - we learn... surely you want someone's dirty calloused fingers plucking the innermost fiber of your soul? Never take candy from a stranger. Or even have friends. Grab bag sneak some when no one can see you, but don't take, never take from others... surely you want to be to someone obliged? And most importantly - forget about taking care of you, forget FOREVER. For the concern, sympathy will force you to lower the bridge of your castle and come out of my shell... surely you want every rogue knew what really you have a soft abdomen?

Man is not to present a weak, if not see it.

If somebody d of come in and took a look, men watching a blank TV, a fifty-year-old woman hollering and squealing at the back of their heads about discipline and order and recriminations, they're d of thought the whole bunch was crazy as loons.
If someone came in and saw it - the way people look extinguished a TV, and a fifty year old woman shrieking in the back of them about discipline, order, and about the punishment, he would think the whole company is insane.

Pete had looked out first and seen all the delivery-room machinery waiting for him and somehow realized what he was being born into, and had grabbed on to everything handy in there to try to stave off being born.
Pete first looked around, saw the equipment waiting for him in the maternity ward as I realized where he was born, and began to grasp at anything, to not be born.

And eventually we all got to lose. Nobody can help that.
And sooner or later each of us must lose. There's nothing you can do about it.

About the fish I know one thing: what is better than cleaned.

- So a lobotomy is when cut out pieces of the brain?
- (...) Castration of the frontal lobes. I guess if she can't cut below the belt, she will be cut above the eyes.

So for forty years he was able to live, if not right in the world of men, at least on the edge of it.
So for forty years he was able to live, at least not in the world of men, but on its margins.

After that, he settled down and devoted himself to gambling on all levels.

"Mr. Bibbit, you might warn this Mr. Harding that I'm so crazy I admit to voting for Eisenhower."
"Bibbit! You tell Mr. McMurphy I'm so crazy I voted for Eisenhower twice!"
"And you tell Mr. Harding right back <...> that I'm so crazy I plan to vote for Eisenhower again this November."
"I take off my hat," Harding says, bows his head, and shakes hands with McMurphy.
Mr. Bibbit, you might warn your Mr. Harding that I'm so crazy I voted for Eisenhower.
- Bibbit! You tell Mr. McMurphy I'm so crazy I voted for Eisenhower twice.
- And you say in response to Mr. Harding, <...> I'm so crazy I plan to vote for Eisenhower and in this November!
Hat's off, Harding says, bows his head and shakes hands with McMurphy.

- 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.

Which one of you claims to be the craziest? Which one is the biggest loony? It's my first day, and what I like to do is make a good impression straight off on the right man.
Who here calls himself the most crazy? Who are you the craziest? It's my first day, so I want to please the right person.

My friends, you are protesting too loudly to believe in your protest.

And the voice of a lazy and complacent, talked about the life we lived with him, about the young children's pranks and pastimes, the drinking buddies, lovers, women and tavern fights for the sake of trifling with honor about the past, where we could mechtat yourself.