"Good men don't need rules. Today is not the day to find out why I have so many.

"
And a whole global fandom shat their pants!
This and 12 threatening Arya Stark with Daleks is why I have
an unbreakable rule against pissing off decent people.
They have seen all the horrors you have, and yet they're kinder than you
- not because you scare them, but because they are scared
of who they become without it.?

"What stops you here is what stops your entire life."

The air will always be too filled with something.
Your body too sore or tired. Your father too drunk.
Your wife too cold. You will always have some excuse not to live your life."
- Chuck Palahniuk, Haunted

�Even if you tell yourself "Today I'm going to drink coffee the wrong way ... from
a dirty boot."
Even that would be right, because you chose to drink coffee from that boot.
Because you can do nothing wrong. You are always right.
Even when you say, "I'm such an idiot, I'm so wrong..." you're right.
You're right about being wrong. You're right even when you're an idiot.
No matter how stupid your idea, you're doomed to be right because it's yours."
- Chuck Palahniuk, Haunted

�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.�
- Chuck Palahniuk, Haunted

A Poem About the Missing Link

�What will you do today?� asks the Missing Link.
�How will you justify it?�
That mountain of dead animals and ancestors on which you stand.
Onstage, the Missing Link says, �Every breath you take is because something has
died.�
Something or someone lived and died so you could have this life.
This mountain of dead, they lift you into daylight.
The Missing Link, he says, �Will the effort and energy and momentum of their
lives . . .�
How will it find you?
How will you enjoy their gift?
Leather shoes and fried chicken and dead soldiers are only a tragedy
if you waste their gift
sitting in front of the television. Or stuck in traffic. Or stranded at some
airport.
�How will you show all the creatures of history?� says the Missing Link.
How will you show their birth and work and death were worthwhile?
- Chuck Palahniuk, Haunted