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
mother liars believe
Kids, she says. When they’re little, they believe everything you tell them about the world. As a mother, you’re the world almanac and the encyclopedia and the dictionary and the Bible, all rolled up together. But after they hit some magic age, it’s just the opposite. After that, you’re either a liar or a fool or a villain.
mother father caring
Fathers. Mothers. With all their caring and attention. They will f--- you up, every time.
mother believe love-you
How can you possibly believe he really loves you?” Miss Sneezy looks from the Mother to the Saint to Mr. Whittier’s hand.“You have no choice,” Mr. Whittier tells her. “If you need to be loved.
mother daughter jobs
Maybe it's just a daughter's job to piss off her mother.
beautiful mother powerful
That's what I love about fire, how it would kill me as quick as anybody else. How it can't know I'm its mother. It's so beautiful and powerful and beyond feeling anything for anybody, that's what I love about fire.
mother soap ignore-me
You love me. You ignore me. You save my life, then you cook my mother into soap.
best hoped
Still, with a plan, you only get the best you can imagine. I'd always hoped for something better than that.
giving life love prove
I'm giving you my life to prove to myself I can, I really can love somebody.
characters coping mechanisms
I want my characters to really overuse their coping mechanisms to the point where they break down within 300 pages.
edge last life moment risk seemed
It seemed that moment would last forever. That you had to risk your life to get love. You had to get right to the edge to ever be saved.
exist germs god people
Arguing that God doesn't exist would be like people in the 10th century arguing that germs and microbes didn't exist because they couldn't see them.
apostle escape follow hard running
Every apostle or disciple, as much as they're running to follow their savior- they're running just as hard to escape something else.
age god
At the age of 31, I realized, 'Oh my God, I may die like everyone else.'
drama full goes grinding happens joy nice pain polish rock rocks rolls round sand sickness twenty ugly victory war water
Think of a rock polisher, one of those drums, goes round and round, rolls twenty four/seven, full of water and rocks and gravel. Grinding it all up. Round and round. Polishing those ugly rocks into gemstones. That's the earth. Why it goes around. We're the rocks. And what happens to us- the drama and pain and joy and war and sickness and victory and abuse- why, that's just the water and sand to erode us. Grind us down. To polish us up, nice and bright.