“It's not true that your life flashes before your eyes when you die. At least, not all of it. Some of your life might flash. Other portions of your life it might take you years and years to recall. That, I think, is the function of Hell: It's a place of remembering. Beyond that, the purpose of Hell is not… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share
“When you ate her tuna casserole, you didn’t talk or flip through a National Geographic. Your eyes and ears stayed inside your mouth. Your whole world kept inside your mouth, feeling and careful for the little balled-up tinfoils Irene Casey would hide in the tuna parts. A side effect of eating slow was, you naturally, genuinely tasted, and the food… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share
“The whole island was exactly what a kid growing up in some trailer park--say some dump like Tecumseh Lake, Georgia--would dream about. This kid would turn out all the lights in the trailer while her mom was at work. She'd lie down flat on her back, on the matted-down orange shag carpet in the living room. The carpet smelling like… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share
“Adam said the other blessing you have to give up in the outside world is darkness. You can close your eyes, and sit in a cupboard, but that’s not the same thing. The darkness at night in the church district colony is complete. The stars are thick above us in this kind of darkness. You can see how the moon… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share
“It would be that time--late at night-- when your ears reach out for any sound. When you can see more with your… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
How you're still always trapped. How your head is the cave, your eyes the cave mouth. How you live inside your head… — 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
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
