Chuck Palahniuk Quotes

Hell begins on the day when God grants us a clear vision of all that we might have achieved, of all the gifts which we have wasted, of all that we might have done which we did not do.

To think I have spent my life on absolute muck.

We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting

I had one life. And what did I do? Wasted it in some palooka preliminaries in Spain, just before Hitler and Chamberlain warm up for the main event.

I felt like if I wasn't around, maybe my shot would be gone.

The tragedy of life is not that man loses but that he almost wins.

An emotion that lives with me is a sense of 'what might have been' had injuries not robbed me of my most lethal weapon - speed.

We do not ask the right questions when we are young, so we miss the important answers. Now it is too late to ask, too late for the illuminating answers, and the unanswered questions haunt us for a lifetime.

I am sick at heart at the mistakes and lost opportunities that are so prevalent.

I knew guys way more talented than me who fell through the cracks.

I look back upon my times when more people were listening to what I had to say, and I didn't say enough.

I feel like I wasted my time in my twenties. When you are beginning to realise your potential you wish you'd realized it earlier.

Sometimes when you miss out on points, it is a pity, it is a shame, because we tried to do everything in the game.

Ineffective people live day after day with unused potential.

In some lost fold of the past, we wanted to be lions and we're no more than castrated cats

I hoped we never had to realize all the opportunities we missed in this life.

Undeveloped, the whole thing,tossed into a box before we really had a chance to know what we had, and that's why we broke up.

There are few pains so grievous as to have seen, divined, or experienced how an exceptional man has missed his way and deteriorated

She had lived her early years as though she were waiting for something she might, but never did, become.

Tired faith all worn and thin, for all we could have done, and all that could have been.

It is when our budding hopes are nipped beyond recovery by some rough wind, that we are the most disposed to picture to ourselves what flowers they might have borne, if they had flourished . . .

The saddest thing in life is wasted talent

I left a lot - a lot - of touchdowns on the field throughout the last two or three years.

hen we mourn those who die young — those who have been robbed of time — we weep for lost joys. We weep for opportunities and pleasures we ourselves have never known. We feel sure that somehow that young body would have known the yearning delight for which we searched in vain all our lives.

One of my da's tragedies was always the fact that he was bright enough to understand just how comprehensively he had shat all over his life.