Quotes from Chuck Palahniuk

Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everybody I've ever known.

My inventory of people who can save me is down to just me.

Recycling and speed limits are bullshit. They're like someone who quits smoking on his deathbed.

I just don't want to die without a few scars.

Stanislavski was right, you can find fresh pain every time you discover what you pretty much already know.

I suppose it's comfort, perhaps a sense of self-control, doing worse things to yourself than the world will ever dare inflict.

Skin, bones, blood and organs transplant from person to person. Even what's inside you already, the colonies of microbes and bugs that eat your food for you, without them you'd die. Nothing of you is all-the-way yours. All of you is inherited. Whatever you're thinking, a million other folks are thinking. Whatever you do, they're doing, and none of you is responsible. All of you is a cooperative effort.

My whole life is about forgetting. It's my most valuable job skill.

Some people still think knowledge is power.

His computer password is password.

We're the culture that cried wolf.

The worst part of writing fiction is the fear of wasting your life behind a keyboard. The idea that, dying, you'll realize you only lived on paper. Your only adventures were make-believe, and while the world fought and kissed, you sat in some dark room masturbating and making money.

I am nothing, and not even that.

We just had a near-life experience

All I do is track a profane route to something (I hope) profound. Like swimming a river of shit for a kiss.

This is passive-aggression in action.

Every generation wants to be the last. Every generation hates the next trend in music they can't understand. We hate to give up those reins of our culture. To find our own music playing in elevators. The ballad for our revolution, turned into background music for a television commercial. To find our generation's clothes and hair suddenly retro.

Of all the priceless objects left behind, this is what we rescue. These artifacts. Memory cues. Useless souvenirs. Nothing you could auction. The scars left from happiness.

Actually, watching television and surfing the Internet are really excellent practice for being dead.

How you're still always trapped. How your head is the cave, your eyes the cave mouth. How you live inside your head and only see what you want. How you only watch the shadows and make up your own meaning.

Tell the world what scares you most. Save the world with some advice from the future.

For sure, they don't teach you this in history class, but in colonial times, the person who got left in the stocks overnight was nothing less than fair game for everybody to nail. Men or women, anybody bent over had no way of knowing who was doing the ram job, and this was the real reason you never wanted to end up here unless you had a family member or a friend who'd stand with you the whole time. To protect you. To watch your ass, for real.

You're safe because you're so trapped inside your culture. Anything you can conceive of is fine because you can conceive of it.

Language, she said, was just our way to explain away the wonder and glory of the world. To deconstruct. To dismiss. She said people can't deal with how beautiful the world really is. How it can't be explained and understood.