Source: One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (1962), Ch. 9
“In a way, I was incrediibly proud of her (not that I had any intention of letting it show while I was beating the crap out of her).”
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“I don't want a fat mexican woman beating the crap out of my son.”
(When asked about getting a baby-sitter for his kids) http://www.marksfriggin.com/news00/12-18-00.htm.

It'll All Work Out
Lyrics, Let Me Up (I've Had Enough) (1987)

First post-engagement interview (2010)

Context: I cherish as strong a love for the land of my nativity as any man living. I am proud of her civil, political and religious institutions — of her high advancement in science, literature and the arts — of her general prosperity and grandeur. But I have some solemn accusations to bring against her. I accuse her of insulting the majesty of Heaven with the grossest mockery that was ever exhibited to man — inasmuch as, professing to be the land of the free and the asylum of the oppressed, she falsifies every profession, and shamelessly plays the tyrant.
I accuse her, before all nations, of giving an open, deliberate and base denial to her boasted Declaration, that "all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness."
I accuse her of disfranchising and proscribing nearly half a million free people of color, acknowledging them not as countrymen, and scarcely as rational beings, and seeking to drag them thousands of miles across the ocean on a plea of benevolence, when they ought to enjoy all the rights, privileges and immunities of American citizens.
I accuse her of suffering a large portion of her population to be lacerated, starved and plundered, without law and without justification, at the will of petty tyrants.
I accuse her of trafficking in the bodies and souls of men, in a domestic way, to an extent nearly equal to the foreign slave trade; which traffic is equally atrocious with the foreign, and almost as cruel in its operations.
I accuse her of legalizing, on an enormous scale, licentiousness, fraud, cruelty and murder.
Address to the World Anti-slavery Convention, London (12 July 1833)

“Mother can beat me all she wants, but I haven’t let her take away my will to somehow survive.”
Source: A Child Called "It"