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To hell with facts! We need stories.
Ken Kesey
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Ken Kesey
Age: 66 †
Born: 1935
Born: September 17
Died: 2001
Died: November 10
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The dead's dead ... get 'em in the ground and look to the live ones.
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I sometimes have these spells of compulsive truth. But as Lady Macbeth would say, The fit is momentary.
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I don't think you fully understand the public, my friend in this country, when something is out of order, then the quickest way to get it fixed is the best way.
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If this glorious birth to death hassle is the only hassle we are ever to have ..if our grand exhilarating fight of life is such a tragically short little scrap anyway,compared to the eons of rounds before and after-then why should one want to relinquish even a few precious seconds of it?
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We think we’re in the present, but we aren't. The present we know is only a movie of the past.
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A sound of cornered-animal fear and hate and surrender and defiance . . . like the last sound the treed and shot and falling animal makes as the dogs get him, when he finally doesn't care about anything but himself and his dying.
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This world… belongs to the strong, my friend! The ritual of our existence is based on the strong getting stronger by devouring the weak.
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I been silent so long now it’s gonna roar out of me like floodwaters and you think the guy telling this is ranting and raving my God you think this is too horrible to have really happened, this is too awful to be the truth! But, please. It’s still hard for me to have a clear mind thinking on it. But it’s the truth even if it didn’t happen.
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Like a cartoon world, where the figures are flat and outlined in black, jerking through some kind of goofy story that might be real funny if it weren't for the cartoon figures being real guys.
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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 — he puts both hands on the table and leans down, his voice getting low — that I'm so crazy I plan to vote for Eisenhower again this November.
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The job is to seek mystery, evoke mystery, plant a garden in which strange plants grow and mysteries bloom. The need for mystery is greater than the need for an answer.
Ken Kesey
Always stay in your own movie.
Ken Kesey
- he's finished with that it's like an old clock that won't tell time but won't stop neither, with the hands bent out of shape and the face bare of numbers and the alarm bell rusted silent, an old worthless clock that just keeps ticking and cuckooing without meaning nothing.
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There are going to be times when we can't wait for somebody. Now, you're either on the bus or off the bus. If you're on the bus, and you get left behind, then you'll find it again. If you're off the bus in the first place — then it won't make a damn.
Ken Kesey
Now, you’re either on the bus or you’re off the bus.
Ken Kesey
Things you think you're saying for the first time ever, have been said better before by Shakespeare, though they may need saying again.
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If you don't watch it people will force you one way or the other, into doing what they think you should do, or into just being mule-stubborn and doing the opposite out of spite.
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Men are forever eager to press drink upon those they consider their superiors, hoping thereby to eliminate that distinction between them.... And women, when confronted by superiors, substitute for drink the crippling liquor of their sex.
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But it's the truth even if it didn't happen.
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The best of all possible cages.' Ben stepped back to regard the job with a sad smile. 'What more can one ask?
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