The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.— Chuck Palahniuk
The most sublime Chuck Palahniuk quotes you will be delighted to read
Worker bees can leave. Even drones can fly away. The Queen is their slave.
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
Did perpetual happiness in the Garden of Eden maybe get so boring that eating the apple was justified?
If you flee from the things your fear, there's no resolution.
You know, the condom is the glass slipper of our generation.
You slip it on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, then you throw it away.
Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever known.
If you love something set it free, but don't be surprised if it comes back with herpes.
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever. The goal is to create something that will.
It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.
Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit. I am a rock. A jerk. I'm an uncaring asshole and proud of it.
The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up.
Las Vegas looks the way you'd imagine heaven must look at night.
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.
Maybe this is why so many serial killers work in pairs.
It's nice not to feel alone in a world full of victims or enemies. It's no wonder Waltraud Wagner, the Austrian Angel of Death, convinced her friends to kill with her. It just seems natural. You and me against the world.
We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
No matter what else you came up against, if you could smile and laugh while a monkey did you with chestnuts in a dank concrete basement while somebody took pictures, well, any other situation would be a piece of cake
Carl Jung called this his shadow work.
He said we never see others. Instead we see only aspects of ourselves that fall over them. Shadows. Projections. Our associations.
All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring.
Make me into anything, but just love me.
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.
We've spent so much time judging what other people created that we've created very, very little of our own.
"Getting fired," Tyler says, "is the best thing that could happen to any of us.
That way, we’d quit treading water and do something with our lives."
Everything is a self-portrait. A diary. Your whole drug history’s in a strand of your hair. Your fingernails. The forensic details. The lining of your stomach is a document. The calluses on your hand tell all your secrets. Your teeth give you away. Your accent. The wrinkles around your mouth and eyes. Everything you do shows your hand.
Your past is just a story. And once you realize this it has no power over you.
If people thought you were dying, they gave you their full attention.
After you find out all the things that can go wrong, your life becomes less about living and more about waiting.
Maybe humans are just the pet alligators that God flushed down the toilet.
The first step - especially for young people with energy and drive and talent, but not money - the first step to controlling your world is to control your culture. To model and demonstrate the kind of world you demand to live in. To write the books. Make the music. Shoot the films. Paint the art.
When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves.
Yes, terrible things happen, but sometimes those terrible things - they save you.
Our Generation has had no Great war, no Great Depression. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives.
You are not a beautiful, unique snowflake... This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.
Burn the Louvre, and wipe your ass with the Mona Lisa. This way at least, God would know our names.
What we call chaos is just patterns we haven’t recognized.
What we call random is just patterns we can't decipher.
It's easy to cry when you realize that everyone you love will reject you or die.
You think maybe if you just work harder and faster, you can hold off the chaos, but then one day you’re changing a patio light bulb with a five-year life span and you realize how you’ll only be changing this light maybe ten more times before you’ll be dead.
It's funny how you never think about the women you've had.
It's always the ones who get away that you can't forget.
Parents are like God because you wanna know they're out there, and you want them to think well of you, but you really only call when you need something.
But if you tell folks you're a college student, folks are so impressed.
You can be a student in anything and not have to know anything. Just say toxicology or marine biokinesis, and the person you're talking to will change the subject to himself. If this doesn't work, mention the neural synapses of embryonic pigeons.
You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism.
Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head.
Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness?
I admire addicts. In a world where everybody is waiting for some blind, random disaster or some sudden disease, the addict has the comfort of knowing what will most likely wait for him down the road. He's taken some control over his ultimate fate, and his addiction keeps the cause of his death from being a total surprise.
What makes earth feel like hell is our expectation that it should feel like heaven.
You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.
The only difference between a suicide and a martyrdom really is the amount of press coverage.
I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I'd never have.
If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't.
When did the future switch from being a promise to a threat?
We'll be remembered more for what we destroy than what we create.