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... "What you have to consider," says "God is the possibility that you not nice. Could it be that God hates you. It is not the worst thing that can happen. "The way he saw Tyler was that attract God's attention for being bad was better not to get attention for nothing. Perhaps because the hatred of God is better than its indifference. If you could be the worst enemy of God or anything, what would you choose?
We're the middle child of God, according to Tyler Durden, without a special place in history and no special attention. If we do not get the 'God's attention we have no hope of damnation or redemption. What is worse, hell or nothing? [...] "Burn the Louvre" [...] At least, that God will come ci chiamiamo." Più in basso cadi, più in alto volerai. Più lontano corri, più Dio ti vuole indietro. "Se il figliol prodigo non avesse mai lasciato casa sua"[...] "il vitello grasso sarebbe ancora vivo."...

Da “Fight Club” di Chuck Palahniuk.

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...C'è da farsela sotto a vedere gente come il nostro meccanico al fight club. Quei pelleossa non si accasciano mai. Vanno avanti finchè non li hai tritati. Bianchi come scheletri pucciati in sego giallo con tatuaggi, neri come carne secca, sono uomini che di solito se la intendono tra di loro, come ti immagini quelli dei Tossici Anonimi. Loro non dicono mai basta . And 'as if they were pure energy, they move so fast that he does not ever see the clear outlines, these guys who are recovering from something. As if the only possibility that remains is how to die and want to die fighting . They must fight together, these. No other brand them for a fight and they do not mark anyone other than a frantic skinny, all bones and shots, because there is no other list that you put in to fight with them .[...] They feel only [...] the whistle blows and the impact of that hammer and pound thin sub boxes .[...] hollow chest after a fight two toxic rehabilitation spend the rest the evening together, battered and smiling for having fought so hard ...

From "Fight Club" by Chuck Palahniuk.

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Mirror, mirror on the wall ... What you are not

... In a corner of the kitchen there is a space monkey crouched on the cracked linoleum to study in a mirror.
"I am singing and dancing crap of the world," says the space monkey in the mirror. "I am the toxic by-product of God's creation ...

From "Fight Club" by Chuck Palahniuk.

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... You're not the money you have in the bank.
You are not your job.
You are not your family and you're not what you say to be yourself
.[...] You're not your name
.[...] You're not your problems .[...] You
're not your age
.[...] You're not your hopes
.[...] You will not be saved .[...]
" You're not a delicate and unique snowflake. You perishable organic matter are the same as anyone else and we are all part of the same overlapping decomposition. [...] Our culture has made us all equal. No one is truly white or black or rich. We all want the same. Individually we are nothing ."...

From "Fight Club" by Chuck Palahniuk.

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noble goal of Project Mayhem

Project Mayhem will save the world. An ice age culture. A prematurely induced dark century. Project Mayhem will force humanity to go into trance or in remission at the time it takes Earth to recover .[...]

"Imagine," Tyler said, "to make mail moose from the windows department stores tr to file stinking of beautiful evening gowns and tuxedos rotting hung on their hangers, bring leather garments that will last you until the end of your days and you will climb to the branches as thick as tree trunks the kudzu vine that covers the Sears Tower. As Jack on the beanstalk, emerges dripping from the roof of the forest and the air is so clear that you'll see tiny figures beat the corn to dry and arrange strips of venison on the empty hard shoulder of a highway that stretches abandoned, eight lanes wide and hot In August, a thousand miles. "[...]" Think hunting elk in the wooded valleys around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. "[...]
This was the goal of Project Mayhem, Tyler said, the complete and immediate destruction of civilization. What comes after the Project Mayhem no one knows except the fifth rule Tyler .[...] of Project Mayhem is you have to trust Tyler.

From "Fight Club" by Chuck Palahniuk.

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How I met Tyler

... Tyler [...], all coarse sand, pieces of wood [...] fished the surf and dragged them on the beach. In the wet sand had already planted a semicircle of poles a few inches of each other to get high from his eyes. There were four strains, and when I woke up I started to look at Tyler who dragged up the beach a fifth. Tyler dug a hole near one end of the post, then raised the other end to slide into the hole so it could remain upright, a little 'crooked. [...] With a wood Tyler scored a straight line in the sand a few feet long. [...] "You know what time is it?" Tyler asked me screaming. [...] It was four and six minutes in the afternoon. After a while
'Tyler sat cross-legged in the shade of the poles erected. Tyler has been sitting for a few minutes, got up and went for a swim. He pulled a shirt and a pair of tracksuit pants and was preparing to leave. I had to ask. [...] Tyler shrugged [...] What Tyler had created was the shadow of a giant hand. Now the fingers were Nosferatu-they were so long, and the thumb was too short, but he explained that at half past four o'clock in the hand was perfect. Shadow of a giant hand was perfect for one minute and perfect for a minute Tyler had sat in the palm of a perfection that he himself had created .[...] One minute was enough, Tyler said, was to work hard to obtain, but one minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the best we could expect from perfection
.[...] And 'how I met Tyler ...

from the show "Fight Club" by Chuck Palahniuk.

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I go to fight club. These things happen.

... I punch with my own eyes and dried blood on his trousers in thick black crust, which I say HELLO to everyone I meet at work. SALVE ! Look at me. HELLO! I am so ZEN . This is BLOOD . This is not NO. Hello. Everything is nothing and the end of the world be ILLUMINATED. Like me. [...] My boss asked me if the blood was my blood .[...] That is my blood?
Yes, I say, too.
This answer is wrong. Should you care
.[...] I go to fight club. These things happen. "Go home," says my boss. "Changed ."...

From the wonderful "Fight Club" by Chuck Palahniuk.