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“I can’t do nothing for you either, Billy. You know that. None of us can. You got to understand that as soon as a man goes to help somebody, he leaves himself wide open. He has to be cagey, Billy, you should know that as well as anyone. What could I do? I can’t fix your stuttering. I can’t wipe the razorblade scars off your wrists or the cigarette burns off the back of your hands. I can’t give you a new mother. And as far as the nurse riding you like this, rubbing your nose in your weakness till what little dignity you got left is gone and you shrink up to nothing from humiliation, I can’t do anything about that, either.”

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One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

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Ken Kesey
Ken Kesey

Ken Kesey was an influential American author best known for his anti-establishment novel 'One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest'. His works often delve into social and political issues, and are celebrated for their unique narrative style and profound insights. more

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