For those who get a high by watching action movies, Fight Club is a must-watch. The movie has lean mean macho-fighters, hard-core duels, and adrenalin-surging fight scenes. Brad Pitt fans will love him in the role of Tyler Durden. Secret fighting clubs and primal instincts are no longer taboo according to this movie. Let your adrenalin soar with these Fight Club quotes.Narrator: Fight club wasn’t about winning or losing. It wasn’t about words. The hysterical shouting was in tongues, like at a Pentecostal Church.
Tyler: God Damn! We just had a near-life experience, fellas.
Tyler: You have a kind of sick desperation in your laugh.
Narrator: Is Tyler my bad dream? Or am I Tyler’s?
Narrator: Life insurance pays off triple if you die on a business trip.
Tyler: Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.
Narrator: I am Jack’s cold sweat.
Narrator: If I did have a tumor, I’d name it Marla.
Tyler: It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.
Narrator: I got in everyone’s hostile little face. Yes, these are bruises from fighting. Yes, I’m comfortable with that. I am enlightened.
Narrator: I felt like destroying something beautiful.
Narrator: When you have insomnia, you’re never really asleep… and you’re never really awake.
Tyler: Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You’re the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
Narrator: On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.
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Tyler: Tomorrow will be the most beautiful day of Raymond K. Hessle’s life. His breakfast will taste better than any meal you and I have ever had.
Tyler: Hey, you created me. I didn’t create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!
Tyler: Three minutes. This is it… ground zero. Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion?
Narrator: [voiceover] With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels.
Tyler: Fight Club was the beginning, now it’s moved out of the basement, it’s called Project Mayhem.
Tyler: Only after disaster can we be resurrected.
Tyler: [whispering] Tell him the liberator who destroyed my property has realigned my perception.
Tyler: All right, if the applicant is young, tell him he’s too young. Old, too old. Fat, too fat. If the applicant then waits for three days without food, shelter, or encouragement he may then enter and begin his training.
Narrator: You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O’Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, Mountain, Central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?
Narrator: We have front row seats for this theater of mass destruction. The demolition committee of Project Mayhem wrapped http://quotescarinsurance.org/additional-auto-insurance-covers the foundation columns of a dozen buildings with blasting gelatin. In two minutes, primary charges will blow base charges and a few square blocks will be reduced to smoldering rubble. I know this… because Tyler knows this.
Marla: I’ve got a stomach full of Xanax. I took what was left of a bottle. It might have been too much.
Tyler: It’s getting exciting now, 2 and 1/2. Think of everything we’ve accomplished, man. Out these windows, we will view the collapse of financial history… one step closer to economic equilibrium.
Tyler: In the world I see… you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You’ll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You’ll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. And when you look down, you’ll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned superhighway.
Narrator: I am Jack’s raging bile duct.
Narrator: I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. Then I ran some more.
Narrator: After fighting, everything else in your life got the volume turned down.
Tyler: Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.
Narrator: Look, nobody takes this more seriously than me. That condo was my life, okay? I loved every stick of furniture in that place. That was not just a bunch of stuff that got destroyed, it was ME!
Originally posted 2013-11-09 17:09:21.