Lullaby - Chuck Palahniuk

You can forget me <...> But that doesn't mean I don't still exist.

Most of the laugh tracks on television were recorded in the early 1950s. These days, most of the people you hear laughing are dead.

No matter how much you love someone, you still want to have your own way.

In a world where vows are worthless. Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power.

She's so thin she must be either dying or rich.

Do you realize that anything you can do in your lifetime will be meaningless a hundred years from now?

You tell yourself that noise is what defines silence. Without noise, silence would not be golden.

The voice says, maybe you don't go to hell for the things you do. Maybe you go to hell for the things you don't do. The things you don't finish.

Imagine immortality, where even a marriage of fifty years would feel like a one-night stand. Imagine seeing trends and fashions blur past you. Imagine the world more crowded and desperate every century. Imagine changing religions, homes, diets, careers, until none of them have any real value. Imagine traveling the world until you're bored with every square inch. Imagine your emotions, your loves and hates and rivalries and victories, played out again and again until life is nothing more than a melodramatic soap opera. Until you regard the birth and death of other people with no more emotion than the wilted cut flowers you throw away.

Really, this whole world is nothing but assholes.

You have no idea what's happening, do you?
I'm in love. So kill me.

No one wants to admit we're addicted to music. That's just not possible. No one's addicted to music and television and radio. We just need more of it, more channels, a larger screen, more volume. We can't bear to be without it, but no, nobody's addicted.

The only biodiversity we're going to have left, he says, is Coke versus Pepsi.

We're landscaping the whole world one stupid mistake at a time.

To me, Oyster says, The only power of life and death you have is every time you order a hamburger at McDonald's.

The music and laughter eat away at your thoughts.