Ken Kesey Quotes

echo, the death of a sound that had nowhere to go but to come back.

The present contains nothing more than the past, and what is found in the effect is already in the cause.

Events are as much the parents of the future as they were the children of the past.

You can say whatever you want, but there's going to be consequences to it.

I'm always amazed that people are shocked when their despicable action causes an equally despicable reaction.

Lightning makes no sound until it strikes.

The past did affect the present and the future, in ways you could see and a million ones you couldn't. Time wasn't a thing you could divide easily; there was no defined middle or beginning or end. I could pretend to leave the past behind, but it would not leave me.

For every action there’s a reaction. And also, for every action there’s an equal and opposite criticism.

We parents ask dumb questions, therefore we get dumb answers.

Everything which is done in the present, affects the future by consequence, and the past by redemption.

It was a long time ago now. And it was yesterday.

Leave in concealment what has long been concealed.

Silence is the unbearable repartee.

The old echoes are long in dying.

Throw a stone into the stream and the ripples that propagate themselves are the beautiful type of all influence.

Sweet childish days, that were as long, As twenty days are now.

Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror.

For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. You receive from the world what you give to the world.

A thing of nature. For every Push, there is a Pull. A consequence.

And more than echoes talk along the walls.

Nothing we do can change the past, but everything we do changes the future.

A year's a long time, but it also flickers past in no time at all.

I am lost if I attempt to take count of chronology. When I think over the past, I am like a person whose eyes cannot properly measure distances and is liable to think things extremely remote which on examination prove to be quite near.

When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past. When I pronounce the word Silence, I destroy it.

Life is an echo. What you send out comes back. What you sow, you reap. What you give, you get. What you see in others, exists in you.