Plant a garden in which strange plants grow and mysteries bloom.

He's got hands so long and white and dainty I think they carved each other out of soap, and sometimes they get loose and glide around in front of him free as two white birds until he notices them and traps them between his knees; it bothers him that he's got pretty hands.

But he won’t let the pain blot out the humor no more’n he’ll let the humor blot out the pain.

The dead's dead ... get 'em in the ground and look to the live ones.

The most work he did on [the urinals] was to run a brush once or twice apiece, singing some song as loud as he could in time to the swishing brush; then he'd splash in some Clorox and he'd be through. ... And when the Big Nurse...came in to check McMurphy's cleaning assignment personally, she brought a little compact mirror and she held it under the rim of the bowls. She walked along shaking her head and saying, "Why, this is an outrage... an outrage..." at every bowl. McMurphy sidled right along beside her, winking down his nose and saying in answer, "No; that's a toilet bowl...a TOILET bowl.

You don't lead by pointing and telling people some place to go. You lead by going to that place and making a case.

There've been a lot more people hurt on astro-turf than grass.