“What would Tyler Durden do?”

“I love everything about Tyler Durden, his courage and his smarts. His nerve. Tyler is funny and charming and forceful and independent, and men look up to him and expect him to change their world. Tyler is capable and free, and I am not.”

“How Tyler saw it was that getting God's attention for being bad was better than getting no attention at all. Maybe God's hate is better than His indifference.If you could be either God's worst enemy or nothing, which would you choose?We are God's middle children, according to Tyler Durden, with no special place in history and no special attention.Unless we get God's attention, we have no hope of damnation or redemption. Which is worse, hell or nothing?Only if we're caught and punished can we be saved.”

“Tyler lies back and asks, "If Marilyn Monroe were alive right now, what would she be doing?"I say, goodnight.The headliner hangs down in shreds from the ceiling and Tyler says, "Clawing at the lid of her coffin.”

“These are Tyler's words coming out of my mouth. I am Tyler's mouth. I am Tyler's hands.”

“I asked if Tyler was an artist. Tyler shrugged...What Tyler had created was the shadow of a giant hand. . . he said how at exactly four-thirty the hand was perfect. The giant shadow hand was perfect for one minute, and for one perfect minute Tyler sat in the palm of a perfection he'd created himself. One minute was enough, Tyler said, a person had to work hard for it, but a minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.”

“Sizler özel değilsiniz, sizler güzel yada eşi benzeri olmayan kar tanesi de değilsiniz, sizler işiniz değilsiniz, sizler paranız kadar değilsiniz, bindiğiniz araba değilsiniz, kredi kartlarınızın limiti değilsiniz, sizler iç çamaşırı değilsiniz, sizler her şey gibi çürüyen birer organik maddesiniz... bizler bu dünyanın şarkı söyleyip dans eden yeri geldiğinde dalga geçen yeri geldiğinde gülüp geçen pislikleriyiz. " Tyler Durden”