Chuck Palahniuk ( 10 of 44 )
You know how they say you only hurt the ones you love? Well, it works both ways.
You know how they say you only hurt the ones you love? Well, it works both ways.
Maybe this is why so many serial killers work in pairs. It's nice not to feel alone in a world read more
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...
Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit. I am a rock. A jerk. I'm an uncaring asshole and proud of it.
Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit. I am a rock. A jerk. I'm an uncaring asshole and proud of it.
We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. read more
We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. Heroes or victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Letting our past decide our future. Or we can decide for ourselves. And maybe it's our job to invent something better.
I admire addicts. In a world where everybody is waiting for some bline, random disaster, or some sudden disease, the read more
I admire addicts. In a world where everybody is waiting for some bline, 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 death from being a total surprise.
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, but to create something that will.
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, but to create something that will.
You can kill a lifetime without feeling anything but skin.
You can kill a lifetime without feeling anything but skin.
On the other side of the handrail, the hallway's gray marble floor looks as if we've climbed a stairway through read more
On the other side of the handrail, the hallway's gray marble floor looks as if we've climbed a stairway through the clouds.
The laws that keep us safe, these same laws condemn us to boredom.
The laws that keep us safe, these same laws condemn us to boredom.
Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever known.
Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever known.
