Maybe it's our sins that give God consolation when he finally has to give us cancer.

You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be.

If you flee from the things you fear, there's no resolution.

I can become someone else, not out of pressure and desperation, but merely because a new life sounds fun or interesting or joyful.

Schools of science and physics replacing each other at a faster and faster rate. Just the nature of our world is constant revision, constant...negation of previous beliefs, and so...the whole world is a twist ending. Every week is a twist ending.

My inventory of people who can save me is down to just me.

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.