Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk.



Watching the movie again, made me read the book once more. that happens.

Well, for those who haven't watched or read this book. You're missing something.
Somehow, the small details in the book/movie seem to escape me therefore everytime I read or watch it again, I learn something new.

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


Tyler Durden: The things you own end up owning you.

You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?


With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels

Tyler Durden: [pointing at an emergency instruction manual on a plane] You know why they put oxygen masks on planes?
Narrator: So you can breath.
Tyler Durden: Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant panicked breaths. Suddenly you become euphoric, docile. You accept your fate. It's all right here. Emergency water landing - 600 miles an hour. Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows.

Narrator: That's, um... That's an interesting theory


Narrator: Marla's philosophy of life is that she might die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, was that she didn't

oh i have to share a brief synopsis with you in order for me to explain he best part of this story. But i'm afraid i can't cause i want you to experience the story like i did. plus i don't wanna spoil it for you.once you know, the story's gone.


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