Maybe it's our sins that give God consolation when he finally has to give us cancer. — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
“Marla doesn't have testicular cancer. Marla doesn't have tuberculosis. She isn't dying. Okay in that brain brain-food philosophy way, we're all dying, but Marla isn't dying the way Chloe was dying.” — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share
“Cancer will be like that, I tell Marla. There will be mistakes, and maybe the point is not to forget the rest… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
In 2008, while the film version of my book 'Choke' was coming to market, my mother was diagnosed with lung cancer. That… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
As young people we want something to slow us down and keep us trapped in one place long enough to look below… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
I was tired and crazy and rushed, and every time I boarded a plane, I wanted the plane to crash. I envied… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
“No, we love war. War. Starvation. Plague. They fast-track us to enlightenment. “It's the mark of a very, very young soul,” Mr.… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
Because after you've crossed some lines, you just keep crossing them. And there's no escaping from constant escape. Distracting ourselves. Avoiding confrontation. Getting past… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
According to Plato, we don't learn anything. Our soul has lived so many lives that we know everything. Teachers and education can only remind… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
His saliva tasted like the wet dicks of ten thousand lonely truck drivers. — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
“We drive west the rest of the night, away from where the sun will come up, trying to outrace it, trying not to see… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
Nobody's told me anything to date that I've been completely reviled by. — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
“Then you're trapped in your lovely nest, and the things you used to own, now they own you.” — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
Verbs allow you to communicate a story in a much more converged or involuntary way for a reader. The verbs allow you to come… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
