To Hell With Facts! We Need Stories.

All I Know Is This: Nobody's Very Big In The First Place, And It Looks To Me Like Everybody Spends Their Whole Life Tearing Everybody Else Down.

Then - As He Was Talking - A Set Of Tail-lights Going Past Lit Up Mcmurphy's Face, And The Windshield Reflected An Expression That Was Allowed Only Because He Figured It'd Be Too Dark For Anybody In The Car To See, Dreadfully Tired And Strained And Frantic, Like There Wasn't Enough Time Left For Something He Had To Do.

We Think We’re In The Present, But We Aren't. The Present We Know Is Only A Movie Of The Past.

People Don't Want Other People To Get High, Because If You Get High, You Might See The Falsity Of The Fabric Of The Society We Live In.

Listen, Wait, And Be Patient. Every Shaman Knows You Have To Deal With The Fire That's In Your Audience's Eye.