Chuck Palahniuk Quotes

Intellectual despair results in neither weakness nor dreams, but in violence. It is only a matter of knowing how to give vent to one's rage; whether one only wants to wander like madmen around prisons, or whether one wants to overturn them.

War can be fun for certain people. It's a magnet for sadists, losers, and angry dreamers.

Let them fight it out, friend! Things have gone too far.

The lady who smashes American bars with an axe.

We should get inside, beat up the police and bust up the whole building. Where are your guns and bombs?

Some of them … are tripping one another up, while others are twisting each other and groveling together in the mud, wallowing like swine … Others standing upright, … are attacking each other with blows and kicks … one looks as if he were going to spew out his teeth, unlucky man, his mouth full of blood and sand …. Nobody can easily convince me that men who do these things are not out of their minds.

Don’t swear; fight!

Personally, whichever ball is lose, I will smash that ball.

I like to throw bombs.

I do believe when I put those little gloves on I can hurt anyone.

Welcome to Fight Club. The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: you DO NOT talk about Fight Club! Third rule of Fight Club: if someone yells “stop!”, goes limp, or taps out, the fight is over. Fourth rule: only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule: one fight at a time, fellas. Sixth rule: the fights are bare knuckle. No shirt, no shoes, no weapons. Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to. And the eighth and final rule: if this is your first time at Fight Club, you have to fight.

He whipped the chair around and actually split one of the things in half with the impact, spilling the spray of blood that was reflective, like mercury. John bellowed, "Anyone else want to donate blood to chair-ity?" He ducked into the the door and bashed one monster right in the wig, screaming, "There's some dessert! With a chair-y on top!

And the seventh rule is if this is your first night at fight club, you have to fight.

Rage was sometimes a useful ally in the heat of a fight, but it was a trickster. It made everything seem possible.

I killed the whole world, and you can too, if you try hard.

I will go out again this very night with my rockets and fuses. I will blow them straight out of their comfortable beds. Blow the rooftops off their houses. Blow the black, wretched night to bits. I will not stop. For mad I may be, but I will never be convenient.

Do not seek death, seek destruction.

I don't believe in anything. I'm just here for the violence.

We have no idea, but its not like we're going to win any awards for normalcy anytime soon. So you get into people's heads? The two of us can throw people around like toys. Zu once blew up an AC unit, and all she did was walk by it.

All the world does as it is supposed to, except for humans. Maybe that's why you so often want to kill each other.

If everyone fought fire with fire, the whole world would go up in smoke.

The brazen throat of war.

They looked at each other. They weren't thinking anymore. The time for that had come and gone. Smashed smiles lay ahead of them. But that would be later. Lay Ter.

He wanted to hit something or someone. He wanted to burn up the whole world, heal it, and burn it down again.

If you see something you don't understand, smash it.