�It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.

�If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't.�

�I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing
all hope was freedom.�

�You buy furniture. You tell yourself, this is the last sofa I will ever need in my
life. Buy the sofa, then for a couple years you're satisfied that no matter what
goes wrong, at least you've got your sofa issue handled. Then the right set of
dishes. Then the perfect bed. The drapes. The rug. Then you're trapped in your
lovely nest, and the things you used to own, now they own you.�

�Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer, maybe self-destruction is the answer.�

�May I never be complete. May I never be content. May I never be perfect.�

�At the time, my life just seemed too complete, and maybe we have to break
everything to make something better out of ourselves.�

�I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I'd never have.�

�The girl is infectious human waste, and she's confused and afraid to commit to the
wrong thing and so she won't commit to anything.�

�I see in the fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see
all this potential and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping
gas, waiting tables, slaves with white collars, advertising has us chasing cars and
clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle
children of the history man, no purpose or place, we have no Great war, no Great
depression, our great war is a spiritual war, our great depression is our lives,
we've been all raised by television to believe that one day we'd all be
millionaires and movie gods and rock stars, but we won't and we're slowly learning
that fact. and we're very very pissed off.�

�Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy
shit we don't need.�

�You are not your job, you're not how much money you have in the bank. You are not
the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You are not your fucking
khakis. You are all singing, all dancing crap of the world.�

�The things you own end up owning you. It's only after you lose everything that
you're free to do anything.�

The more things you own, the more they own you.

�We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be
millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly
learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.�

This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

�Today is the sort of day where the sun only comes up to humiliate you.�

�One minute was enough, Tyler said, "A person had to work hard for it, but a minute
of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect
from perfection.�
I'm a toxic waste byproduct of God's creation.

How much can you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight?

For thousands of years, human beings had screwed up and trashed and crapped on this
planet, and now history expected me to clean up after everyone.

Welcome to Fight Club. The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight
Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: you DO NOT talk about Fight Club!

Which is worse: Hell or nothing?

�I was tired and crazy and rushed, and every time I boarded a plane, I wanted the
plane to crash. I envied people dying of cancer. I hated my life. I was tired and
bored with my job and my furniture, and I couldn�t see any way to change things.
Only end them.�

�You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same
decaying organic matter as everything else.�

Ever since college, I make friends. They get married. I lose friends.

Our culture has made us all the same. No one is truly white or black or rich,
anymore. We all want the same. Individually, we are nothing.

It's easy to cry when you realize that everyone you love will reject you or die.

You met me at a very strange time in my life.

I was in a mood to destroy something beautiful.