Quotes By Pulp

“It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.”


“I mean, say that you figure that everything is senseless, then it can't be quite senseless because you are aware that it's senseless and your awareness of senselessness almost gives it sense. You
know what I mean?”


“Well, the rain had stopped but the pain was still there.”


“It wasn't my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.”


“My flesh looked like it wasn't trying. It looked like it hated being part of me.”


“There is always somebody about to ruin your day, if not your life.”


“I was getting depressed. My life wasn't going anywhere. I needed something, the flashing of lights, glamour, some damn thing. And here I was, talking to the dead. I finished my first drink. The second was ready.”


“I was feeling unfulfilled and, frankly, rather crappy about everything. I wasn't going anywhere and neither was the rest of the world. We were all just hanging around waiting to die and meanwhile doing little things to fill the space. Some of us weren't even doing little things.”


“You don't go on "probably" when love and guns are in hand.”


“Existence was not only absurd, it was plain hard work. Think of how many times you put on your underwear in a lifetime. It was appalling, it was disgusting, it was stupid.”


“I'm not dead yet, just in a state of rapid decay, who isn't?”


“I decided to stay in bed until noon. Maybe by then half the world would be dead and it would only be half as hard to take.”


“Here came the waitress. She had on a mini-skirt, high heels, see-through blouse with padded brassiere. Everything was too small for her: her outfit, the world, her mind. Her face was hard as steel. When she smiled it hurt. It hurt her and it hurt me. She kept smiling. That smile was so false the hairs on my arms rose. I looked away.”


“I needed a vacation. I needed 5 women. I needed to get the wax out of my ears. My car needed an oil change. I'd failed to file my damned income tax. One of the stems had broken off of my reading glasses. There were ants in my apartment. I needed to get my teeth cleaned. My shoes were run down at the heels. I had insomnia. My auto insurance had expired. I cut myself every time i shaved. I hadn't laughed in 6 years. I tended to worry when there was nothing to worry about. And when there was something to worry about, i got drunk.”


“Our source is private."
"So are your parts but you can expose them".”


“I wasn't sleeping on the streets at night. Of course, there were a lot of good people sleeping in the streets. They weren't fools, they just didn't fit into the needed machinery of the moment. And those needs kept altering.”


“تصمیم گرفتم تا ظهر توی رخت‌خواب بمانم. شاید تا آن‌موقع نصف آدم‌های دنیا بمیرند Ùˆ مجبور باشم فقط نصف دیگرشان را تحمل کنم.”


“What a pitiful mass of dangerous nothing”


“I killed four flies while waiting. Damn, death was everywhere. Man, bird, beast, reptile, rodent, insect, fish didn't have a chance. The fix was in. I didn't know what to do about it. I got depressed. You know, I see a boy at the supermarket, he's packing my groceries, then I see him sticking himself into his own grave along with the toilet paper, the beer and the chicken breasts.”


“Often the best parts of life were when you weren’t doing anything at all, just mulling it over, chewing on it. I mean, say that you figure that everything is senseless, then it can’t be quite senseless because you are aware that it’s senseless and your awareness of senselessness almost gives it sense. You know what I mean? And optimistic pessimism.”


“Hell, I'd even failed with women. Three wives. Nothing really wrong each time. It all got destroyed by petty bickering. Railing about nothing. Getting pissed-off over anything and everything. Day by day, year by year, grinding. Instead of helping each other you just sliced away, picked at this or that. Goading. Endless goading. It became a cheap contest. And once you got into it, it became habitual. You couldn't seem to get out. You almost didn't want to get out. And then you did get out. All the way.”


“هناك دائما شخص ما على استعداد لأن يفسد عليك يومك، إن لم يكن حياتك”


“Life wore a man out, wore a man thin.
Tomorrow would be a better day.”


“Existence was not only absurd, it was plain hard work”


“Sometimes things are just what they seem to be and that's all there is to it. The best interpreter of the dream is the dreamer.”


“If you persisted long enough, the good luck usually came. Most people couldn't wait on the luck, though, so they quit.”


“People lack originality.”


“I looked around for a fly to kill”


“A bit lazy, perhaps. But crafty”