Quotes from Chuck Palahniuk

Proof that no investment is yours forever.

Put the gun to my head and paint walls with my brains.

I asked if Tyler was an artist. Tyler shrugged...What Tyler had created was the shadow of a giant hand. . . he said how at exactly four-thirty the hand was perfect. The giant shadow hand was perfect for one minute, and for one perfect minute Tyler sat in the palm of a perfection he'd created himself. One minute was enough, Tyler said, a person had to work hard for it, but a minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.

Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that's usually how you end up crying? How is it you can keep mutating and still be the same deadly virus?

Someday you will die, and until you know that, you're useless to me.

As the French say, who doesn't like getting their butt sucked?

No matter what happens, it's always now.

The bigger the mistake looks, the better chance I'll have to break out and live a real life. Our real discoveries come from chaos. - Brandy Alexander

She drank a glass of wine and looked for something new to ruin with her lack of talent.

I'm giving you my life to prove to myself I can, I really can love somebody. Even when I'm not getting paid, I can give love and happiness and charm. You see, I can handle the baby food and the not talking and being homeless and invisible, but I have to know that I can love somebody. Completely and totally, permanently and without hope of reward, just as an act of will, I will love somebody.

Just let yourself be broken and humiliated. Just your whole life, keep telling people, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry...

The cancer I don't have is everywhere now.

Telling some stories, Miss Leroy says, is committing suicide.

We opened our hearts. Hear me, heal me, save me, believe me.

The truth is, Archer tells me, you stay in Hell until you forgive yourself. You fucked up. Game over, he says, so just relax.

I might be a touch of a sadist and a little bit jejune... but at least I'm not a victim, not any longer. I hope. I hope, therefore I am.

Tyler and me at the edge of the roof, the gun in my mouth, I'm wondering how clean this gun is.

We are all connected on the inside. Your ass is just the far end of your mouth.

I am the child of a lunatic. Not a child of God.

This is our world now, and those ancient people are dead.

My stomach hurts, but if it's guilt or impacted stool, I can't tell. Either way, I'm so full of shit.

So this is why I write. Because most times, your life isn't funny the first time through. Most times, you can hardly stand it. That's why I write, because life never works except in retrospect. And writing makes you look back. Because since you can't control life, at least you can control your version.

Just let your hand drop; and let fate decide for you.

That old saying, how you always kill the one you love, well, look, it works both ways.