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High high in the hills, high in a pine tree bed. She’s tracing the wind with that old hand, counting the clouds with that old chant, Three geese in a flock one flew east one flew west one flew over the cuckoo’s nest.

To know a thing you have to trust what you know, and all that you know, and as far as you know in whatever direction your knowing drags you.

He wants something from me. He doesn’t know that the only thing I have left is the hollow of something gone.

But like always when I try to place my thoughts in the past and hide there, the fear close at hand seeps in through the memory.

He who- what was it?- walks out of step, hears another drum.

Anesthetized time; nothing moves and everything is at once.

Leary can get a part of my mind that’s kind of rusted shut grinding again, just by being around him and talking.

They’ve still got their problems, just like all of us. They’re still sick men in lots of ways. But at least there’s that: they are sick men now. No more rabbits, Mack. Maybe they can be well men someday. I can’t say.

There’s a lot of people who don’t understand the circle crops in England. Pure enigma.

When we first broke into that forbidden box in the other dimension, we knew we had discovered something as surprising and powerful as the New World when Columbus came stumbling onto it.

The best of all possible cages.′ Ben stepped back to regard the job with a sad smile. ‘What more can one ask?

A Man Is Known By The Mice He Keeps.

They did type me as a horror writer, but I have been able to do all sorts of things within that framework.

Sometimes I looked at them and sometimes they looked at me, but rarely did we look at one another. It was too naked and painful. More was revealed in a human face than a human being can bear, face-to-face.

Major part of the Southern California pop scene in the 60s “People think that love is an emotion. Love is good sense.”

Does one ever play Coltrane for the uninitiated without subconsciously hoping for the worst?

Thursday,” McMurphy says again. “Looooo,” yells that guy upstairs. “That’s.

Then old Pete was on his feet. “I’m tired!” was what he shouted, a strong, angry copper tone to his voice that no one had ever heard before. Everyone hushed. They were somehow ashamed. It was as if he had suddenly said something that was real and true and important and it had put all their childish hollering to shame.

There’s shames a man can never reason away, though he looks back and piles up reasons over them forty dozen deep. And maybe those are the shames a man never should reason away.

Out along the dim six-o’clock street, I saw leafless trees standing, striking the sidewalk there like wooden lightning, concrete split apart where they hit, all in a fenced-in ring. An iron line of pickets stuck out of the ground along the front of a tangleweed yard, and on back was a big frame house with a porch, leaning a rickety shoulder hard into the wind so’s not to be sent tumbling away a couple of blocks like an empty cardboard grocery box.

Nobody’s gonna convince me I can’t do something till I try it.” – McMurphy.

The Republican consciousness has no integrity and it falls apart once you check it out. If you’re a Christian, why would you want to fry this dude?

And the forest at night might be beautiful, but if it was dark how was a man to know that?

Whoever comes in the door is usually disappointing, but there is always a chance otherwise. And when a key hits the lock, all the heads come up like there’s strings on them.

When you’re around the whole Dead scene, they’re there as a tribal thing; they’re there as part of a rendezvous and a pow-wow.

Maybe he couldn’t understand why we weren’t able to laugh yet, but he knew you can’t really be strong until you can see a funny side to things.

Truth doesn’t run on time like a commuter train.

It’s like each face was a sign like one of those “I’m Blind” signs the dago accordion players in Portland hung around their necks, only these signs say “I’m tired” or “I’m scared” or “I’m dying of a bum liver” or “I’m all bound up with machinery and people pushing me alla time.” I can read all the signs, it don’t make any difference how little the print gets.

Nobody complains about all the fog. I know why, now: as bad as it is, you can slip back in it and feel safe. That’s what McMurphy can’t understand, us wanting to be safe. He keeps trying to drag us out of the fog, out in the open where we’d be easy to get at.

Things you think you’re saying for the first time ever, have been said better before by Shakespeare, though they may need saying again.

Firsts Quotes

What a cheery atmosphere, don’t you agree?

If grass were legalized, it would help our drug problem enormously.

You don’t plow under the corn because the seed was planted with a neighbor’s shovel.

I’ve enjoyed being a famous writer-except that every once in a while you have to write something.

He had come to life for maybe a minute to try to tell us something, something none of us cared to listen to or tried to understand, and the effort had drained him dry.

I felt like you can write forever, but you have a short time to raise a family. And I think a family is a lot more important than writing.

The reverberation often exceeds through silence the sound that sets it off; the reaction occasionally outdoes by way of repose the event that stimulated it; and the past not uncommonly takes a while to happen, and some long time to figure out.

Me and Norman Mailer have talked about how hard it is in America to get better. Especially at writing.

I can’t help it. I was born a miscarriage. I had so many insults I died. I was born dead. I can’t help it. I’m tired. I’m give out trying. You got chances. I had so many insults I was born dead. You got it easy. I was born dead an’ life was hard. I’m tired. I’m tired out talking and standing up. I been dead fifty-five years.” The.

I used to think we were going to win in the ’60s. Nixon went out and I thought we won.

I sometimes have these spells of compulsive truth. But as Lady Macbeth would say, “The fit is momentary.”

The Haight is just a place; the ’60s was a spirit.

There’ve been a lot more people hurt on astro-turf than grass.

Allen Ginsberg is a tremendous warrior as time goes by. He’s a warrior first and a poet second.

Firsts Quotes

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’d of thought the whole bunch was crazy as loons.

Ratched shall line us all against the wall, where we’ll face the terrible maw of a muzzle-loading shotgun which she has loaded with Miltowns! Thorazines! Libriums! Stelazines! And with a wave of her sword, blooie! Tranquilize all of us completely out of existence.

The frontiers we broke into in the ’60s are still largely unexplored.

The raw materials of reality without the glue of time are materials adrift and reality is as meaningless as the balsa parts of a model airplane scattered to the wind.

I’ve heard that theory of the Therapeutic Community enough times to repeat it forwards and backwards – how a guy has to learn to get along in a group before he’ll be able to function in a normal society; how the group can help the guy by showing him where he’s out of place; how society is what decides who’s sane and who isn’t, so you got to measure up.

What we hoped was that we could stop the coming end of the world.

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