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~ This is freedom. Losing all hope is freedom. -Chapter 2

~ This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. - Chapter 3

~ If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person? -Chapter 3

~ 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. -Chapter 3

~ 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. -Chapter 5

~ If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't. -Chapter 5

~ May I never be complete. May I never be content. May I never be perfect. Deliver me, Tyler, from being perfect and complete. -Chapter 5

~ I just don't want to die without a few scars. -Chapter 6

~ After a night in fight club, everything in the real world gets the volume turned down. Nothing can piss you off. Your word is law, and if other people break that law or question you, even that doesn't piss you off. -Chapter 6

~ Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer... Maybe self-destruction is the answer. -Chapter 6

~ "It's only after you've lost everything," Tyler says, "that you're free to do anything." -Chapter 8

~ "Recycling and speed limits are bullshit," Tyler said. "They're like someone who quits smoking on his deathbed." -Chapter 16

~ 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. -Chapter 17

~ Generations of people have been working in jobs they hate, just so they can buy what they don't really need. -Chapter 19

~ I am the all-singing, all-dancing crap of this world.... I am the toxic waste by-product of God's creation. -Chapter 23