Maybe you don’t go to hell for the things you do. Maybe you go to hell for the things you don’t do.
You’re that tree falling in the forest that nobody gives a rat’s ass about.
Your whole life, she says, you're searching for disaster—you're auditioning disasters—so you'll be well rehearsed when the ultimate disaster finally arrives.
Your birth is a mistake you'll spend your whole life trying to correct.
Your being born makes your parents God. You owe them your life, and they can control you. Then puberty makes you Satan, just because you want something better.
You're about as one-of-a-kind as a dollar bill.
You have endless ways you can commit suicide without dying dying.
You had a near-life experience, the mechanic says.
You can't fool people into loving you.
You can't be beautiful until you feel beautiful.
You are not special. You're not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else. We're all part of the same compost heap. We're all singing, all dancing cr...
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everyone else, and we are all part of the same compost pile.
Why do the impulsive notions of a would-be do-gooder always translate into the ideals of the next civilization?
When you're an addict, you can go without feeling anything except drunk or stoned or hungry. Still, when you compare this to other feelings, to sadness, anger, fear, worry, despair, and depression, we...
When you understand that what you're telling is just a story. It isn't happening anymore. When you realize the story you're telling is just words, when you can just crumble it up and throw your past i...
When you don't share your problems, you resent hearing the problems of other people.
When you can just crumble up and throw your past in the trash can, then we'll figure out who you're going to be.
What you don't learn in art theory is how too big a compliment can hurt more than a slap to the face.
What would Tyler Durden do?
What she's learned is what she always learns. Plate was right. We're all of us immortal. We couldn't die if we wanted to. Every day of her life, every minute of her life, if she could just remember th...