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

You always kill the one you love.

You could stab a knife right through my heart and you'd be too late.

You have to jump into disaster with both feet.

You see, life only turns out good or bad for only a little bit. And then it turns out some other way.

Your past is just a story. and once you realize this it has no power over you.

With the novels, I usually start from something in my own life that I can't resolve, so I turn it into a metaphor and for months or sometimes years I'll exhaust all of my emotional reaction to this issue by making it enormous on the page.

You are not a beautiful, unique snowflake... This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

You couldn't have small, dying children in a movie without really bringing everyone down, but you can in comics.

You have to keep recycling yourself.

You spend your entire life becoming God and then you die.

You're a product just as much. A product of a product. The people who design cars, they're products, your teachers, products. The minister in your church, another product.

Without access to true chaos, we?ll never have true peace. Unless everything can get worse, it won?t get any better.

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.

You don?t care where I live or how I feel, or what I eat or how I feed my kids or how I pay the doctor if I get sick, and yes I am stupid and bored and weak, but I am still your responsibility.

You hear the best stories from ordinary people. That sense of immediacy is more real to me than a lot of writerly, literary-type crafted stories. I want that immediacy when I read a novel.

You still believe in death... that's just so... quaint. Well, sorry to pop your death bubble, but there's no such thing. So make the best of things. Any real belief in death is just wishful thinking. Don't waste good drugs on killing yourself. Share them with friends and have a party. Or send them to me.

You're a product of our language, and how our laws are and how we believe our God wants us. Every bitty molecule about you has already been thought out by some million people before you. Anything you can do is boring and old and perfectly okay. You're safe because you're so trapped inside your culture. Anything you can conceive of is fine because you can conceive of it. You can't imagine any way to escape. There's no way you can get out. The world is your cradle and your trap.

Without animals, there would be no humanity. In a world of just people, people will mean nothing .

You are permanent, but this life is not, Mr. Whittier would say. You don't expect to visit an amusement park, then stay forever.

You don't become a journalist because you're good at keeping secrets. Being a Journalist is about telling. It's about bearing the bad news. Spreading the contagion. The biggest story in history. This could be the end of mass media. The Culling song would be a plague unique to the Information Age. Imagine a world where people shun the television, the radio, movies, the Internet, magazines, and newspapers. People have to wear earplugs the way they wear condoms and rubber gloves. In the past, nobody worried too much about sex with strangers. Or before that, bites from fleas. Or untreated drinking water. Mosquitoes. Asbestos.

You humiliate a rich person and they're still rich. You humiliate a brilliant person and they're still smart. A person who is well connected is still the king of England. But if you humiliate a young person, you take away the only form of power they have.

You tell yourself that noise is what defines silence. Without noise, silence would not be golden. Noise is the exception. Think of deep outer space, the incredible cold and quiet where your wife and kid wait. Silence, not heaven, would be reward enough.

You're always haunted by the idea you're wasting your life.

Without pain, without sacrifice we would have nothing. Like the first monkey shot into space.

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