Quotes from Fight Club

The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club.

It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.

This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time.

You don’t know where I’ve been. You don’t know where we’ve been. And you don’t know how it feels to wake up in the middle of the night, alone and unsure if you’re real.

I am Jack’s smirking revenge.

It’s not until you lose everything that you’re truly free to accomplish anything.

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake.

You have to give up. You have to give up and let go of everything that you fear to lose.

It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.

This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time.

Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.

Quotes from Fight Club part 2

This isn’t a place where nice guys come to lose their minds. This is a place where crazy people come to find them.

It’s only when you’ve lost everything that you’re finally free to do anything.

Forget about what you think Fight Club is. It’s just you and me now.

It’s only after we’ve burned everything to the ground that we can start rebuilding.

I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.

We are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Maybe self-improvement isn’t the answer. Maybe self-destruction is the answer.

Only after disaster can we be resurrected.

Welcome to Fight Club. The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club.

We’re a generation of men raised by women. I’m wondering if another woman is the answer we really need.

It’s not about winning or losing. It’s about what you do with the pain.

You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, He hates you.

Everything is falling apart. But as one door closes, another opens.

How much can you really know about yourself if you’ve never been in a fight?

The things you own end up owning you.

You have to give up. You have to give up the fight and let go. Embrace the pain, and you will finally find freedom.

I am Jack’s broken heart.

This is not a test. This is only the beginning.

We’re consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession.

The things you own end up owning you.

This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time.

You are not your job. You’re not how much money you have in the bank.

Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.

Self-destruction is the answer.

It’s only after you’ve lost everything that you’re free to do anything.

Our fathers were our models for God. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about God?

I am Jack’s raging bile duct.

We’re all going to die someday. All of us. Even you.

Only after disaster can we be resurrected.

You have to give up. You have to give up who you think you are and embrace who you truly are.

This isn’t a place where nice guys come to find themselves. This is a place where we become someone else.

Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives.

This is your life, and it’s slipping away faster than you can imagine.

I am Jack’s wasted life.

The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club.

It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.

This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time.

You don’t know where I’ve been. You don’t know where we’ve been. And you don’t know how it feels to wake up in the middle of the night, alone and unsure if you’re real.

I am Jack’s smirking revenge.

It’s not until you lose everything that you’re truly free to accomplish anything.

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake.

You have to give up. You have to give up and let go of everything that you fear to lose.

It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.

This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time.

Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.

This isn’t a place where nice guys come to lose their minds. This is a place where crazy people come to find them.

It’s only when you’ve lost everything that you’re finally free to do anything.

Forget about what you think Fight Club is. It’s just you and me now.

It’s only after we’ve burned everything to the ground that we can start rebuilding.

I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.

We are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Maybe self-improvement isn’t the answer. Maybe self-destruction is the answer.

Only after disaster can we be resurrected.

Welcome to Fight Club. The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club.

We’re a generation of men raised by women. I’m wondering if another woman is the answer we really need.

It’s not about winning or losing. It’s about what you do with the pain.

You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, He hates you.

Everything is falling apart. But as one door closes, another opens.

How much can you really know about yourself if you’ve never been in a fight?

The things you own end up owning you.

You have to give up. You have to give up the fight and let go. Embrace the pain, and you will finally find freedom.

I am Jack’s broken heart.

This is not a test. This is only the beginning.

We’re consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession.

The things you own end up owning you.

This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time.

You are not your job. You’re not how much money you have in the bank.

Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.

Self-destruction is the answer.

It’s only after you’ve lost everything that you’re free to do anything.

Our fathers were our models for God. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about God?

I am Jack’s raging bile duct.

We’re all going to die someday. All of us. Even you.

Only after disaster can we be resurrected.

You have to give up. You have to give up who you think you are and embrace who you truly are.

This isn’t a place where nice guys come to find themselves. This is a place where we become someone else.

Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives.

This is your life, and it’s slipping away faster than you can imagine.

I am Jack’s wasted life.