Flowers for Algernon

by Daniel Keyes

But anyway I dont think Ill drink wiskey anymore.

Lmao

A psychological film about a man and woman apparently in love but actually destroying each other.

“Don’t think about it,” she whispered. “Feel it. Let it sweep over you like the sea without trying to understand.” She lay back on the grass and turned her face in the direction of the music.

He makes me feel that before the experiment I was not really a human being.

We no longer had anything in common.

Why is it that everyone lies? No one I know is what he appears to be.

Nothing in our minds is ever really gone.

“Somehow I’ve become separated emotionally from everyone and everything.

I went home and made love to Fay, but kept thinking of Alice.

Men ....

I’m living at a peak of clarity and beauty I never knew existed.

There is no greater joy than the burst of solution to a problem.

beauty, love, and truth

How many great problems have gone unsolved because men didn’t know enough,

what others thought about you wasn’t the only thing in life.

I don’t pretend to understand the mystery of love, but this time it was more than sex, more than using a woman’s body. It was being lifted off the earth, outside fear and torment, being part of something greater than myself.

P.S. please if you get a chanse put some flowrs on Algernons grave in the bak yard.