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.

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

The fundamentalists have taken the fun out of the mental.

There's a lot of people who don't understand the circle crops in England. Pure enigma.

I sometimes have these spells of compulsive truth. But as Lady Macbeth would say, "The fit is momentary."

I've enjoyed being a famous writer-except that every once in a while you have to write something.

What can you pay for the way a man lives? What can you pay for what a man is?