Could you hold the chainsaw a bit closer to your mouth, please?

That’s the American Dream: to make your life into something you can sell.

His saliva tasted like the wet dicks of ten thousand lonely truck drivers.

Does it hurt very much to die? Well, sweetheart, yes, but it hurts a lot more to keep living.

Any 'artist' makes a living by expressing what others can't - because they're unaware of their feelings, they're too afraid to express those feelings, or they lack the skills to communicate and be understood.

When you're an addict, you can go without feeling anything except drunk or stoned or hungry. Still, when you compare this to other feelings, to sadness, anger, fear, worry, despair, and depression, well, an addiction no longer looks so bad. It looks like a very viable option.

And it [Fight Club novel] was written so general that my father thought I was writing about his father, and my boss thought I was writing about his boss. People really put themselves, you know, in the shoes of the narrator.