That ain't me, that ain't my face. It wasn't even me when I was trying to be that face. I wasn't even… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
He knows that there's no better way in the world to aggravate somebody who's trying to make it hard for you than… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
I lay in bed the night before the fishing trip and thought it over, about my being deaf, about the years of… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
What can you pay for the way a man lives? What can you pay for what a man is? — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
You, and in fact quite a lot of your generation, have in some way been exiled from that particular sanctuary. It's become… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
This world belongs to the strong, my friend! The ritual of our existence is based on the strong getting stronger by devouring… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
If you don't watch it people will force you one way or the other, into doing what they think you should do,… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
You're making sense, old man, a sense of your own. You're not crazy the way they think. Yes...I see... — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
No, that nurse ain't some kinda monster chicken, buddy, what she is is a ball-cutter. I've seen a thousand of 'em, old… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
I believe that with the advent of acid, we discovered a new way to think, and it has to do with piecing… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
Time overlaps itself. A breath breathed from a passing breeze is not the whole wind, neither is it just the last of… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
The reverberation often exceeds through silence the sound that sets it off; the reaction occasionally outdoes by way of repose the event… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
Marvelous wonders don't have to happen of a sudden, the way they do in the Arabian Nights. They can also take a… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
I don't think you fully understand the public, my friend; in this country, when something is out of order, then the quickest… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
The flock gets sight of a spot of blood on some chicken and they all go to peckin' at it, see, till… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
“Time overlaps itself. A breath breathed from a passing breeze is not the whole wind, neither is it just the last of what has… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
“Okay, stand outa the way. Sometimes when I go to exertin' myself I use up all the air nearby and grown men faint from… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
There's something about taking a plow and breaking new ground. It gives you energy. — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
The best of all possible cages.' Ben stepped back to regard the job with a sad smile. 'What more can one ask? — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
That ain't me, that ain't my face. It wasn't even me when I was trying to be that face. I wasn't even really me… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
But if the strength ain't real, I recall thinking the very last thing that day, before I finally passed out, then the weakness sure… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
“They think they know the book by its cover, but the book knows what it is. Now he knew better; if the book never… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
More was revealed in a human face than a human being can bear face to face. — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
If this glorious birth to death hassle is the only hassle we are ever to have ..if our grand exhilarating fight of life is… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
