“I can’t do nothing for you either, Billy. You know that. None of us can. You got to understand that as soon as a man goes to help somebody, he leaves himself wide open. He has to be cagey, Billy, you should know that as well as anyone. What could I do? I can’t fix your stuttering. I can’t wipe the razorblade scars off your wrists or the cigarette burns off the back of your hands. I can’t give you a new mother. And as far as the nurse riding you like this, rubbing your nose in your weakness till what little dignity you got left is gone and you shrink up to nothing from humiliation, I can’t do anything about that, either.”
Ken Kesey“You're making sense, old man, a sense of your own. You're not crazy the way they think. Yes...I see...”
Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest“I don't seem able to get it straight in my mind....”
Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest“There's something about taking a plow and breaking new ground. It gives you energy.”
Ken Kesey“The truth doesn't have to do with cruelty, the truth has to do with mercy.”
Ken Kesey“Nowhere else in history has there ever been a flag that stands for the right to burn itself. This is the fractal of our flag. It stands for the right to destroy itself.”
Ken Kesey“It's time to move on to the next step in the psychedelic revolution. We've reached a certain point, but we're not moving any more.”
Ken Kesey“The Grateful Dead are our religion. This is a religion that doesn't pay homage to the God that all the other religions pay homage to.”
Ken Kesey“Loved. You can't use it in the past tense. Death does not stop that love at all.”
Ken Kesey