Am I sleeping? Have I slept at all? This is insomnia.
Am I sleeping? Have I slept at all? This is insomnia.
For years now, I've wanted to fall asleep. The sort of slipping off, the giving up, the falling part of sleep. Now sleeping is the last thing I want to do.
I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. Then I ran some more.
Maybe we should always assume the worst.
The first rule of fight club is, you don't talk about fight club.
Tyler and me at the edge of the roof,the gun in my mouth,I'm wondering how clean this gun is.
You're not getting this back you know. Consider it an asshole tax.
And the seventh rule is if this is your first night at fight club, you have to fight.
Fuck off with your sofa units and strine green stripe patterns, I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may.
I say let me never be complete, I say may I never be content,I say deliver me from Swedish furniture, I say deliver me from clever arts, I say deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth,I say you have to give up! I say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may!
More than one side? You're Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Jackass!
The girl is infectious human waste, and she's confused and afraid to commit to the wrong thing and so she won't commit to anything.
Tyler gets me a job as a waiter, after that Tyler's pushing a gun in my mouth and saying, the first step to eternal life is you have to die.
Because everything up to now is a story and everything after now is a story.
Generations have been working in jobs they hate, just so they can buy what they don't really need.
I see the strongest and the smartest men who have ever lived... and these men are pumping gas and waiting tables.
Never, ever say the dildo accidentally turned itself on.
The girl who lives in 8G used to be a lovely charming girl, but the girl is a monster bitch monster. The girl is infectious human waste, and she's confused and afraid to commit to the wrong thing so she won't commit to anything.
Tyler's words coming out of my mouth. I used to be such a nice person.
Because I can't hit bottom, I can't be saved.
HELLO! Look at me. HELLO! I am so ZEN. This is BLOOD. This is NOTHING. Hello. Everything is nothing, and it's so cool to be ENLIGHTENED. Like me.
I tagged a first-timer one night at fight club. That Saturday night, a young guy with an angel's face came to his first fight club, and I tagged him for a fight. That's the rule. If it's your first night in fight club, you have to fight. I knew that so I tagged him because the insomnia was on again, and I was in a mood to destroy something beautiful.
Not everything is about money. You didn't even say, hello. You are not your sad little wallet.
The liberator who destroys my property is fighting to save my spirit. The teacher who clears all possessions from my path will set me free.
Valley of the Dogs. Where even if they don't kill you, if someone loves you enough to take you home, they still castrate you.
Being tired isn't the same as being rich, but most times it's close enough.
Hey, even the Mona Lisa is falling apart.
If she was going to die, Marla didn't want to know about it.
Nothing was solved when the fight was over, but nothing mattered.
The lower you fall, the higher you'll fly. The farther you run, the more God wants you back.
Waiters will always pee in soup, people will always fall in love.
Believe in me and die forever.
Hey, you created me! I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!
If you could be either God's worst enemy or nothing, which would you choose?
Now this is the first rule of fight club: There is nothing a blue collar Nobody in Oregon with a public school education can imagine that a million-billion people haven't already done...
The more things you own, the more they own you.
We just had a near-life experience
Believe in me and you shall die, forever.
How everything you ever love will reject you or die. Everything you ever create will be thrown away. Everything you're proud of will end up as trash.
If you died right now, how would you feel about your life?
Ok. You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You show me a sensitive side, then you turn into a total asshole. Is this a pretty accurate description of our relationship.
The sixth rule of Fight Club: No shirt, no shoes.
What you see at fight club is a generation of men raised by women.
Burn the Louvre, and wipe your ass with the Mona Lisa. This way at least, God would know our names.
How much can you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight?
I'm a toxic waste byproduct of God's creation.
On a large enough time line, the survival rate for everyone will drop to zero.
The things you used to own, now they own you.
Which is worse: Hell or nothing?
Deliver me, Tyler, from being perfect and complete.
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