Chuck Palahniuk
Chuck Palahniuk
Charles Michael "Chuck" Palahniukis an American novelist and freelance journalist, who describes his work as transgressional fiction. He is the author of the award-winning novel Fight Club, which also was made into an acclaimed film of the same name...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth21 February 1962
CityPasco, WA
CountryUnited States of America
beautiful beach rain
I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I'd never have. Burn the Amazon rain forests. Pump chlorofluorocarbons straight up to gobble the ozone. Open the dump valves on supertankers and uncap offshore oil wells. I wanted to kill all the fish I couldn't afford to eat, and smother the French beaches I'd never see. I wanted the whole world to hit bottom.
blue roots paper
Potassium cyanide," says the talent wrangler as she leans over to pick up a paper napkin off the floor. "Found naturally in the cassava or manioc roots native to Africa, used to tint architectural blueprints in the form of the deep-blue pigment known as Prussian blue. Hence the shade 'cyan' blue.
looks way waste
The best way to waste your life, is by taking notes. The easiest way to avoid living is to just watch. Look for the details. Report. Don't participate.
ideas being-free bears
and i can't stand the idea of being alone. i can't bear the thought of being free.
real adventure order
You realize that people take drugs because it's the only real personal adventure left to them in their time-constrained, law-and-order, property-lined world. It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new, and death is just too controlling.
baby kidnapped
Yes, I kidnapped that Lindberg baby.
love-you risk live-by
You had to risk your life to get love. You had to get right to the edge of death to ever be saved.
real sleep insomnia
For six months I couldn't sleep. With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy.
sorry littles desperate
I'm sorry if this all seems a little rushed and desperate. It is.
pain mean artist
What I mean is sometimes, for an artist, chronic pain can be a gift.
lying fall tree
If a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it, doesn't it just lie there and rot?
lists lines shows
Nothing shows you the straight line from here to death like a list.
girl shadow gone
The girl's lover was gone, but his shadow was still there.
beautiful ozone ozone-layer
I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I'd never have.