“What we’ve got here is a lunatic genius ghost-in-the-computer monorail that likes riddles and goes faster than the speed of sound. Welcome to the fantasy version of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.”

“One flew east, one flew west, one flew over the cuckoo's nest.”

“They're out there...One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest”

“They're out there. First line of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.”

“We’re not the Faster-than-the-Speed-of-Light Generation anymore. We’re not even the Next-New-Thing Generation. We’re the Soon-to-Be-Obsolete Kids, and we’ve crowded in here to hide from the future and the past. We know what’s up – the future looms straight ahead like a black wrought-iron gate and the past is charging after us like a badass Doberman, only this one doesn’t have any letup in him.”

“High high in the hills , high in a pine tree bed.She's tracing the wind with that old hand, counting the clouds with that old chant,Three geese in a flockone flew eastone flew westone flew over the cuckoo's nest”