Chuck Palahniuk, fully Charles Michael "Chuck" Palahniuk

Palahniuk, fully Charles Michael "Chuck" Palahniuk

American Novelist and Freelance Journalist with movies including Fight Club, Choke, Snuff, Romance

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Yes, and I know that when a super-sexy older girl with hips and breasts and nice hair wants to take off your glasses and to paint you a smokey eye she's merely trying to enroll you in a beauty contest she's already won. It's the kind of slummy, condescending gesture, like when rich people ask poor people where they summer. To me, this smacks of a blatant, insensitive 'let them eat cake' type of chauvinism.

You can't base your life on the past or the present. You have to tell me about your future.

You have a class of young strong men and women, and they want to give their lives to something. Advertising has these people chasing cars and clothes they don't need. Generations have been working in jobs they hate, just so they can buy what they don't really need. We don't have a great war in our generation, or a great depression, but we do, we have a great war of the spirit. We have a great revolution against the culture. The great depression is our lives. We have a spiritual depression.

You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.

Your folks are god, you love them and you want to make them happy but you still want to make up your own rules.

With every lecture, you?re forced to look again at every choice you?ve made over the lesson-by-lesson chain of your entire life. And after all these years, you see how little you have to work with, how limited your life and education have been. How scant was your courage and curiosity. Not to mention your expectations.

Yes, I kidnapped that Lindberg baby.

You can't be beautiful," Brandy says about a thousand times, "until you feel beautiful.

You have endless ways you can commit suicide without dying dying.

You realize that people take drugs because it's the only real personal adventure left to them in their time-constrained, law-and-order, property-lined world. It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new, and death is just too controlling.

Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It's all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary.

With insomnia, you're never really awake; but you're never really asleep.

Yes, terrible things happen, but sometimes those terrible things- they save you.

You can't unfuck a kid. Once you fuck a kid, you can't get that genie back in the bottle.

You have no idea what it is like to constantly disappoint people. You see it the moment you meet them. You see in their eyes that they expected something so entirely different, and here they are meeting you.

You realize that there's no point in doing anything if nobody's watching. You wonder, if there had been a low turnout at the crucifixion, would they have rescheduled?

Your heart is my pi¤ata.

With my eyes closed, I ask if she knows how this will all turn out. "Long-term or short-term?" she asks. Both. "Long-term," she says, "we're all going to die. Then our bodies will rot. No surprise there. Short-term, we're going to live happily ever after." Really? "Really," she says. "So don't sweat it.

Yes, these are bruises from fighting and I'm okay with that.

You could go church and you could describe your worst behavior, your worst self, and despite your worst behavior you would be forgiven and then redeemed and then accepted back into the community through communion. So you didn't have to carry this burden your entire life. Once a week you went someplace you went someplace where you could really look terrible and be loved despite how terrible you were.

You have to give up! you have to give up! You have to realize that someday you will die, Until you know that, you are useless!

You realize you have no control over how you're perceived.

Your parents, they give you your life, but then they try to give you their life.

With the angel of death going door to door, people stayed together. They quit bitching and behaved.

You always kill the one you love.

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American Novelist and Freelance Journalist with movies including Fight Club, Choke, Snuff, Romance