Sometimes the past seems too big for the present to hold.

Recycling and speed limits are bullshit. They're like someone who quits smoking on his deathbed.

Even if I overcompensate, nobody will ever want me. Not Seth. Not my folks. You can’t kiss someone who has no lips. Oh, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me. I’ll be anybody you want me to be

What would Tyler Durden do?

We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens.

Stanislavski was right, you can find fresh pain every time you discover what you pretty much already know.

I want my whole life lined with a topical anesthetic.