A minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.

We want you, not your money. As long as you're at fight club, you're not how much money you've got in the bank. You're not your job. You're not your family, and you're not who you tell yourself. You're not your name. You're not your problems. You're not your age. You are not your hopes. You will not be saved. We are all going to die, someday.

Part of her doing suicide intervention is my caseworker has to mix me another gin and tonic.

The same as real life, there is no happily ever after.

Inspiration needs disease, injury, madness.

For the most part my friends can always be more entertaining than the tube ever can be.

You're always haunted by the idea you're wasting your life.