And then some guy wandering as lost as you would all of a sudden be right before your eyes, his face bigger and clearer than you ever saw a man’s face before in your life. Your eyes were working so hard to see in that fog that when something did come in sight every detail was ten times as clear as usual, so clear both of you had to look away. When a man showed up you didn’t want to look at his face and he didn’t want to look at yours, because it’s painful to see somebody so clear that it’s like looking inside him, but then neither did you want to look away and lose him completely. You had a choice: you could either strain and look at things that appeared in front of you in the fog, painful as it might be, or you could relax and lose yourself.
Ken KeseyTag: ken-kesey one-flew-over-the-cuckoo-s-nest
I don't seem able to get it straight in my mind....
Ken KeseyTag: mind ken-kesey one-flew-over-the-cuckoo-s-nest
You're making sense, old man, a sense of your own. You're not crazy the way they think. Yes...I see...
Ken KeseyTag: crazy ken-kesey one-flew-over-the-cuckoo-s-nest
Tag: ken-kesey one-flew-over-the-cuckoo-s-nest aggravate bother
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.
Tag: insane ken-kesey one-flew-over-the-cuckoo-s-nest
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