This is how fast your life can turn around.
How the future you have tomorrow won’t be the same future you had yesterday.
Some people are just born human. The rest of us, we take a lifetime to get there.
It’s been my experience that plenty of young people look at their newborns as a practical joke.
We all have this moment, when your folks first see you as someone not growning up to be them.
My take is you’re no born loving anybody. Love is a skill you learn. Like house-training a dog. Maybe a talent you do or do not build up. Like a muscle.
Any good salesman will tell you: Before a customer care how much you know, that customer wants to know how much you care.
And your truly effective salesman, he knows how to fake that he really, truly does give a shit.
Getting bit by a rattlesnake, that’s pretty low-tech.
Buster Casey was the kind of mistake a girl needs to make while she’s still young enough to recover.
Every lick is an investment in getting licked back.
Every family is a regular little cult.
Legal counsel advised no direct condemnation of erecions on school propriety.
Beginning with Santa Claus as a cognitive exercise, a child is encouraged to share the same idea of reality as his peers.
I came to Party Crashing because accidents happen. People you love will die. Nothing you treasure will last forever. And I need to accept and embrace that fact.
Any idea of Progress depends on not looking at the past too closely.
What if reality is nothing but some disease?
Small towns have a tragic way of trapping young people and them answer for small mistakes with the rest of their lives.
P.S.: “În timpul summitului NATO de la Bucureşti citeam Palahniuk.” Ieri am început Monştri invizibili.