It isn't by getting out of the world that we become enlightened, but by getting into the world…by getting so tuned in that we can ride the waves of our existence and never get tossed because we become the waves.

What the Chronics are - or most of us - are machines with flaws inside that can't be repaired, flaws born in, or flaws beat in over so many years of the guy running head-on into solid things that by the time the hospital found him he was bleeding rust in some vacant lot.

I been away a long time.

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

The answer is never the answer. What's really interesting is the mystery.

The need for mystery is greater than the need for an answer.

You seem to forget, Miss Flinn, that this is an institution for the insane.