Quotes from Chuck Palahniuk

maybe you don't go to hell for the things you do. Maybe you go to hell for the things you don't do.

Everyone should use three types of communication. Three parts description. Two parts instruction. One part onomatopoeia. Mix to taste.

Niemand kennt die komplizierten Abkommen, die zwei Leute miteinander aushandeln, um länger als die ersten zehn Minuten verheiratet zu bleiben.

Consider that your soul is dropped in as an ugly rock, some raw material or a natural resource, crude oil, mineral ore. And all conflict and pain is just the abrasive that rubs us, polishes our souls, refines us, teaches and finishes us over lifetime after lifetime.

So the last night the girl and her lover would be together, the girl would bring the lamp and set it so it threw the lover's shadow to the wall!!!!!

but my mom's going to hate being hated. she's a skinny beautiful lady with perfect hair; she's just not equipped to deal with hate.

The wild daisies and Indian paintbrush whizzing past are just the genitals of a different life form.

I don't answer. I count in my head: five syllables, seven, five. A tiger can smile A snake will say it loves you Lies make us evil

If you don't know what you want," the doorman said, you end up with a lot you don't.

Everything you remember is wrong.

My best work is not behind me! He yells, You know, nobody does a better split-reed standing anal with an on-demand hands-free pop-shot release.

This, and the club is too loud to talk, so after a couple of drinks, everyone feels like the center of attention but completely cut off from participating with anyone else. You're the corpse in an English murder mystery.

I held the face of mister angel like a baby or a football in the crook of my arm and bashed him with my knuckles, bashed him until his teeth broke through his lips. Bashed him with my elbow after that until he fell through my arms into a heap at my feet. Until the skin was pounded thin across his cheekbones and turned black. I wanted to breathe smoke.

And if I do fall asleep, Marla has to keep track of Tyler. Where he goes. What he does. So maybe during the day, I can rush around and undo the damage.

This was the goal of Project Mayhem, Tyler said, the complete and right-away destruction of civilization.

What's up with you? How come you're being like this?' Because it's the truth. This is the world we live in.

Depending on her mood, Judy Garland can still be more frightening than any demon or devil you might run across.

Which is why God has erected such a firewall between the living and the dead: because the predead always distort whatever the postalive tell them. Jesus or Mohammad or Siddharta, whenever any dead person has come back to offer some banal bit of advice, the living recipient misinterprets every word of it.

Evie says, "It's not living alone if you keep a rifle under the bed." I write: i know girls who say that about their dildos.

I am Joe's smirking revenge.

Rant Casey on DRVR Radio Graphic Traffic: . . . What if reality is nothing but some disease?

Since change is constant, you wonder if people crave death because it's the only way they can get anything really finished. The agent's yelling that no matter how great you look, your body is just something you wear to accept your Academy Award. Your hand is just so you can hold your Nobel Prize. Your lips are only there for you to air-kiss a talk show host.

Din acest motiv copiii copiilor copiilor copiilor nostri vor avea si ei razboaie si foamete si boli. Pentru ca ne iubim suferinta. Ne iubim dramele, dar nu recunoastem niciodata.

Önce teslim olmal?s?n. Her ÅŸeyden önce korkmay? b?rak?p, bir gün öleceÄŸini kabullenmelisin. Sadece her ÅŸeyi kaybettikten sonra özgür kalabiliriz.