It is a hundred-year-old witch book, bound in human skin and probably written in ancient cum...YOU lick it! — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
Inside me is the same desperate hope I have watching the ravenous dead and thinking, Oh please, oh please, oh please. The… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
I say let me never be complete, I say may I never be content,I say deliver me from Swedish furniture, I say… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
No matter how careful you are, there's going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
No matter how careful you are, there's going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
If you look at old pictures, Irene Casey is so pretty. Not just young, but pretty the way you look when your… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
Skin, bones, blood and organs transplant from person to person. Even what’s inside you already, the colonies of microbes and bugs that… — 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
