Quotes from Chuck Palahniuk

If you never been rabid, you ain't never lived.

I just didn't want to be fixed.

We drive west the rest of the night, away from where the sun will come up, trying to outrace it, trying not to see what it's going to show us when we get home.

The way she looks right now, you have to think about multiple car pile-ups. Imagine two bloodmobiles colliding head on. The way she looks, you'd have to think of mass graves to even log thirty seconds in the saddle. Think of spoiled cat food and ulcerated cankers and expired donor organs. That's how beautiful she looks.

Come le funi che aprono il sipario di un teatro, ogni tuo sorriso è un debutto. Una prima. Tu che sveli te stesso.

Every family is a regular little cult.

If you just worked hard enough. If you just learned enough. Ran fast enough. Everything would turn out right, and your life would amount to something.

actual happiness only happens by accident

The truth is noth­ing new ev­er hap­pens.

All object printed: Love me. Look me. Million speaking objects,begging. Crown American consumer with power of king, to rescue choose and give home or abandon here for expire.

There's an opposite to déjà vu. They call it jamais vu. It's when you meet the same people or visit places, again and again, but each time is the first. Everybody is always a stranger. Nothing is ever familiar.

It's a look that says: Thank you for not sharing.

What they don't teach you in art school is never, ever to tell people you wanted to be an artist. Just so you know, for the rest of your life, people will torture you by saying how you used to love to draw when you were young. You used to love to paint. A couple drinks. A couple aspirin. Repeat.

Where even if someone loves you enough to save your life, they still castrate you.

The measure of a man is not what he does for wages but what he does with his free time.

It's just such a big commitment, Brandy says, being a girl, you know. Forever. Taking the hormones. For the rest of her life. The pills, the patches, the injections, for the rest of her life. And what if there was someone, just one person who would love her, who could make her life happy, just the way she was, without the hormones and make-up and the clothes and shoes and surgery? She has to at least look around the world a little.

Every garden looks beautiful in May.' Meaning: Everyone is somewhat attractive when she's young.

Fuck me. I'm so tired of being me. Me beautiful. Me ugly. Blonde. Brunette. A million fucking fashion makeovers that only leave me trapped being me.

Miss Rona says nothing is gross. Miss Rona says the only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.

Do you believe in an afterlife? Do your personal beliefs include a life after death?—no matter how they phrase their snotty test, do the following. Simply look them in the eye, snort derisively, and retort, "Frankly, only a provincial ignoramus would even believe in death.

This is be­ing loved with­out the risk of lov­ing any­one in re­turn.

No matter luxuries you get, something will be missing. No matter how carefully you chooe, you'll nevver be totally happy.

The bad news is we don't have any con­trol. The good news is you can't make any mis­takes.

The tiny space, the toilet, two hundred strangers just a few inches away, it's so exciting, the lack of room to maneuver, it helps if you're double-jointed. Use your imagination. Some creativity and a few simple stretching exercises and you can be knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door. You'll be amazed how time flies.