Fight Club Quotes

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

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.

Only after disaster can we be resurrected.

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.

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

You know how they say you only hurt the ones you love? Well, it works both ways.

I don’t want to die without any scars.

The things you used to own, now they own you.

This is your life and its ending one moment at a time.

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

Nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is falling apart.

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.

If you don’t claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

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.

It’s not love or anything, but I think I like you, too.

If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?

The lower you fall, the higher you’ll fly.

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

I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I’d never have.

On a long enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.

For years now, I’ve wanted to fall asleep. The sort of slipping off, the giving up, the falling part of sleep. Now sleeping is the last thing I want to do.

If you could be either God’s worst enemy or nothing, which would you choose?

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.

Without pain, without sacrifice we would have nothing. Like the first monkey shot into space.