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Ken Kesey quotes about death

American Author, Writer September 17, 1935 – November 10, 2001

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Ken Kesey quote: "Loved. You can't use it in the past tense. Death does not stop..."
Loved. You can't use it in the past tense. Death does not stop that love at all. Ken Kesey
If this glorious birth to death hassle is the only hassle we are ever to have .. if our grand exhilarating fight of life is such a tragically short little scrap anyway, compared to the eons of rounds before and after-then why should one want to relinquish even a few precious seconds of it? Ken Kesey
The flock gets sight of a spot of blood on some chicken and they all go to peckin' at it, see, till they rip the chicken to shreds, blood and bones and feathers. But usually a couple of the flock gets spotted in the fracas, then it's their turn. And a few more gets spots and gets pecked to death, and more and more. Oh, a peckin' party can wipe out the whole flock in a matter of a few hours, buddy, I seen it. A mighty awesome sight. The only way to prevent it—with chickens—is to clip blinders... Ken Kesey
A guy sitting in the room someplace I can't see is talking about a guy up on Disturbed that killing himself. Old Rawler. Cut both nuts off and bled to death, sitting right on the can in the latrine, half a dozen people in there with him didn't know it till he fell off to the floor, dead. What makes people so impatient is what I can't figure; all the guy had to do was wait. Ken Kesey
McMurphy tied a chunk of meat to each end of a four-foot string, tossed it into the air, and sent two squawking birds wheeling off, "Till death do them part. Ken Kesey

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