Patrick Bateman Quotes: Unsettling and Memorable Lines from American Psycho
I live in the American Gardens Building on West 81st Street.
I simply am not there.
I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust.
I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.
I don’t want to get serious or spend a lot of time with anyone.
I had all the characteristics of a successful yuppie, but I lacked a conscience.
I need to return some videotapes.
I’m simply not there.
I’m into, uh, well, murders and executions, mostly.
I just had to kill a lot of people.
I have to return some videotapes.
I like to dissect girls. Did you know I’m utterly insane?
People will think you’re a senseless, crazy, idiotic, indulgent, masochistic, people-hating, manipulative freak if you wear nail polish.
I’ve always been a huge fan of Whitney Houston. The physical acting she did in ‘The Bodyguard’ was very good.
We both like Phil Collins.
We should do this again sometime. Lunch?
Feed me a stray cat.
I’m on a diet.
My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others.
Todd, do you like Huey Lewis and The News?
I don’t believe in luck. I believe in hard work and dedication.
The world is full of losers.
Patrick Bateman Quotes: Unsettling and Memorable Lines from American Psycho part 2
I have no conscience.
I don’t have a conscience. I will do whatever it takes to get what I want.
Is that a raincoat?
I can’t wear that. What message does that send?
You’re dating a woman for six weeks and you think you’re in love with her? That’s pathetic.
Don’t you know you’re not supposed to wear white after Labor Day?
I have to go now, I have to take a whizz.
I don’t want to get married. I want to be alone.
I want to fit in.
I don’t have any feelings.
I apologize for my behavior.
I think you have mistaken me for someone else.
I love to dance to Whitney Houston in the middle of a crowded club.
Do you like Huey Lewis and The News?
I can’t wait to get out of this suit.
I have this awful feeling that something terrible is about to happen.
I hate the fact that I work on Wall Street.
I need to make a reservation at Dorsia.
I can’t believe anyone would stoop so low to wear such a horrendous outfit.
I have a confession to make.
I don’t see the point in living anymore.
Do you think I’m attractive?
I’m trying to fit in, but it’s not working.
In my opinion, style is more important than substance.
I crave popularity and acceptance.
I don’t need anyone else’s approval.
I don’t understand the concept of love.
I can’t seem to find any meaning in life.