Ken Kesey
Ken Kesey
Kenneth Elton "Ken" Keseywas an American novelist, essayist, and countercultural figure. He considered himself a link between the Beat Generation of the 1950s and the hippies of the 1960s...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth17 September 1935
CityLa Junta, CO
CountryUnited States of America
reflection men failing
Man is certain of nothing but his ability to fail. It is the deepest faith we have, and the unbeliever- the blasphemer, the dissenter- will stimulate in us the most righteous of furies.
long long-time
I been away a long time.
faces bears humans
More was revealed in a human face than a human being can bear face to face.
hands numbers meaning-nothing
- 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.
fun taken having-fun
The fundamentalists have taken the fun out of the mental.
wow scene rendezvous
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.
warrior firsts poet
Allen Ginsberg is a tremendous warrior as time goes by. He's a warrior first and a poet second.
writing america get-better
Me and Norman Mailer have talked about how hard it is in America to get better. Especially at writing.
circles people literature
There's a lot of people who don't understand the circle crops in England. Pure enigma.
life eye cuckoos
They can't tell so much about you if you got your eyes closed.
revenge men two
The man who seeks revenge digs two graves.
christian integrity fall
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?
couple rip party
The flock gets sight of a spot of blood on some chicken and they all go to peckin' at it, see, till they rip the chicken to shreds, blood and bones and feathers. But usually a couple of the flock gets spotted in the fracas, then it's their turn. And a few more gets spots and gets pecked to death, and more and more. Oh, a peckin' party can wipe out the whole flock in a matter of a few hours, buddy, I seen it. A mighty awesome sight. The only way to prevent it—with chickens—is to clip blinders on them. So's they can't see.
pain mcmurphy one-flew-over-the-cuckoos-nest
But he won’t let the pain blot out the humor no more’n he’ll let the humor blot out the pain.