Loved. You Can't Use It

But, Gee," The Other Nurse Says, "what On Earth Would Make A Man Want To Do Something Like Disrupt The Ward For, Miss Ratched? What Possible Motive...?""you Seem To Forget, Miss Flinn, That This Is An Institution For The Insane.

Then The Trembling Starts To Get Worse. This Must Be How They Begin, He Thinks. Freak-outs. Breakdowns. Crack-ups. Eventually Shut-ins And Finally Cross-offs. But First The Cover-up . . .

The Answer Is Never The Answer. What's Really Interesting Is The Mystery.

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 Them; I Was Just Being The Way I Looked, The Way People Wanted.

It Is Bad To Suppress Laughter. It Goes Back Down To Your Hips. Man, When You Lose Your Laugh You Lose Your Footing.