I forget sometimes what laughter can do. - Ken Kesey

There’s no doubt in my mind that McMurphy’s won, but I’m not sure what.

The sun was prying up the clouds and lighting the brick front of the hospital rose red. A thin breeze worked at sawing what leaves were left from the oak trees, stacking them neatly agains the wire cyclone fence. There were little brown birds occasionally on the fence: when a puff of leaves would hit the fence the birds would fly off with the wind. It looked at first like the leaves were hitting the fence and turning into birds and flying away.

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.