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
friendship people hearing
When you don't share your problems, you resent hearing the problems of other people.
distance insomnia far-away
This is how it is with insomnia. Everything is so far away, a copy of a copy of a copy. The insomnia distance of everything, you can't touch anything and nothing can touch you
waiting world disaster
The whole world is a disaster waiting to happen.
writing alcohol able
Writers should be able to fully deduct from their taxes all writing-related expenses, including alcohol, parking tickets, court judgments, fines for lewd public behavior, Zoloft, and cigarettes.
mistake news good-news
The bad news is we don't have any control. The good news is we can't make any mistakes.
wonder realizing lows
You realize that there's no point in doing anything if nobody's watching. You wonder, if there had been a low turnout at the crucifixion, would they have rescheduled?
dark joy secret
There's a terrible dark joy when the only person who knows all your secrets is finally dead.
dirty used feels
How I feel is cheap and used, dirty and humiliated. Dirty and tricked and thrown away.
doors looks shortcuts
The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up. The shortcut to closing a door is to bury yourself in the details. This is how we must look to God. As if everything's fine.
stars moon night
On a night without moon or stars you can't see a thing, but you can imagine anything.
girl worst-case-scenario cases
The girls you meet are never very far from their worst-case scenario.
records feels-right right-now
Just for the record, how I feel right now is very terrific.
names wipe way
Burn the Louvre, and wipe your ass with the Mona Lisa. This way at least, God would know our names.
beauty beautiful unique
You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.