Art Never Comes From Happiness.

And It [fight Club Novel] Was Written So General That My Father Thought I Was Writing About His Father, And My Boss Thought I Was Writing About His Boss. People Really Put Themselves, You Know, In The Shoes Of The Narrator.

Maybe We Have To Break Everything To Make Something Better Out Of Ourselves.

Could You Hold The Chainsaw A Bit Closer To Your Mouth, Please?

Maybe Self-improvement Isn't The Answer, Maybe Self-destruction Is The Answer.

I See So Many Tattoos Of My Stuff On People - Tattoos Of My Book Covers, Tattoos Of Quotes . . . It's Kind Of Daunting Sometimes.