American Psycho Quotes With Page Numbers. American Psycho Book is a 1991 novel by American author Bret Easton Ellis. Set in 1980s New York, the novel follows the life of a wealthy young stockbroker, the novel’s narrator, Patrick Bateman. Surrounded by a world of vapid commercialism and empty excess, Bateman begins acting on his psychopathic thoughts and impulses. His disturbance begins in his imagination.
However, it quickly bleeds over into reality with Bateman committing more and more horrific murders, fueled by drug consumption. Bateman experiences a progression of mental illness. By the novel’s end, he has delusions that cash machines are talking to him. The novel was turned into a film starring Christian Bale in 2000. This guide uses the 1991 Picador edition.
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American Psycho Quotes
- “I had all the characteristics of a human being—flesh, blood, skin, hair—but my depersonalization was so intense, had gone so deep, that my normal ability to feel compassion had been eradicated, the victim of a slow, purposeful erasure. I was simply imitating reality, a rough resemblance of a human being, with only a dim corner of my mind functioning”.
- “All it comes down to is this: I feel like shit but look great.”
- “I have to return some videotapes”.
- “Is evil something you are? Or is it something you do?”
- “I'm into, oh murders and executions mostly. It depends.”
- “I like to dissect girls. Did you know I'm utterly insane?”
- “This is not an exit.”
- “There’s no use in denying it: this has been a bad week. I’ve started drinking my own urine.”
- “I laugh maniacally, then take a deep breath and touch my chest- expecting a heart to be thumping quickly, impatiently, but there's nothing there, not even a beat.”
- “We buy balloons, we let them go.”
- “It strikes me profoundly that the world is more often than not a bad and cruel place.”
- “And though the coldness I have always felt leaves me, the numbness doesn't and probably never will. this relationship will probably lead to nothing... this didn't change anything. I imagine her smelling clean, like tea...”
- “My pain is constant and sharp...this confession has meant nothing”
- “I feel I'm moving toward as well as away from something, and anything is possible.”
- “I think a lot of snowflakes are alike...and I think a lot of people are alike too.”
- “I've forgotten who I had lunch with earlier, and even more important, where.”
- “I felt lethal, on the verge of frenzy. My nightly bloodlust overflowed into my days and I had to leave the city. My mask of sanity was a victim of impending slippage. This was the bone season for me and I needed a vacation.”
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American Psycho Quotes with Page Numbers
- I'm resourceful," Price is saying. "I'm creative, I'm young, unscrupulous, highly motivated, highly skilled. In essence what I'm saying is that society cannot afford to lose me. I'm an asset." Chapter 2, Page 3.
- "Hi. Pat Bateman," I say, offering my hand, noticing my reflection in a mirror hung on the wall. Chapter 2, Page 11.
- We have to encourage a return to traditional moral values and curb graphic sex and violence on TV, in movies, in popular music, everywhere. Most importantly we have to promote general social concern and less materialism in young people." Chapter 2, Page 16.
- No I'm not," I whisper to myself. "I'm a fucking evil psychopath." Chapter 2, Page 20.
- And there are many more people I, uh, want to. Chapter 11, Page 141.
- There wasn't a clear, identifiable emotion within me, except for greed and, possibly, total disgust. I had all the characteristics of a human being. Chapter 21, Page 282.
- When I see a pretty girl walking down the street I think two things. One part of me wants to take her out and talk to her and be real nice and sweet and treat her right.' " I stop, finish my J&B in one swallow. "What does the other part of him think?" Hamlin asks tentatively. "What her head would look like on a stick," I say. Chapter 6, Page 92.
- Do you know what a fucking loser you are?" He starts nodding helplessly and I pull out a long, thin knife with a serrated edge and, being very careful not to kill him, push maybe half an inch of the blade into his right eye, flicking the handle up, instantly popping the retina. Chapter 9, Page 131.
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