Bret Easton Ellis is an American novelist, screenwriter, short story writer, and director who gained recognition for his novel ‘American Psycho’. Bret debuted as a novelist at the age of 21 in 1985 by publishing ‘Less Than Zero’, which achieved both critical and commercial success as well as courted controversy. The novel is about the lifestyle of isolated, wealthy teenagers in Los Angeles. In 1987, Bret published his second novel ‘The Rules of Attraction’, which was about a group of hedonistic young adults. The book achieved reasonable commercial success. Bret published his third novel ‘American Psycho’ in 1991, which gained both critical acclaim and commercial success and also attracted a fair share of controversies. The book attained a cult status after the release of its movie adaptation in 2000. In 1994, Bret published a short story collection titled ‘The Informers’. In 1998, Bret published his fourth novel ‘Glamorama’. After a gap of seven years, Bret published his fifth novel ‘Lunar Park’ in 2005. Bret also has penned some screenplays for feature films including ‘The Curse of Downers Grove’ and ‘The Canyons’. He has also written screenplays of short films like ‘Loud Like Love’ and Are You Okay’. Ellis’ work, books, writings, sayings, thoughts and quotes are quite saleable amongst Generation X. He has spoken out via social media on several issues, often offending people here and there. Here are some interesting points and quotes from Bret Easton Ellis.
But this road doesn't go anywhere,” I told him.
“That doesn't matter.”
“What does?” I asked, after a little while.
“Just that we're on it, dude,” he said.
There’s no use in denying it: this has been a bad week. I’ve started drinking my own urine.
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Disappear Here.
The syringe fills with blood.
You're a beautiful boy and that's all that matters.
Wonder if he's for sale.
People are afraid to merge. To merge.
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.
And it struck me then, that I liked Sean because he looked, well, slutty. A boy who had been around. A boy who couldn't remember if he was Catholic or not.
Why not? Give me one good reason why we shouldn't get married."
Because trying to fuck you is like trying to french-kiss a very.... small and... lively gerbil? With braces?
Sex is mathematics. Individuality no longer an issue. What does intelligence signify? Define reason. Desire - meaningless. Intellect is not a cure. Justice is dead.
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My pain is constant and sharp...this confession has meant nothing
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But... what about us? What about the past?" she asks blankly.
"The past isn't real. it's just a dream," I say. "Don't mention the past.
I tried to make meat loaf out of the girl but it becomes too frustrating a task and instead I spend the afternoon smearing her meat all over the walls, chewing on strips of skin I ripped from her body
And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there.
The images I had were of people being driven mad by living in the city. Images of parents who were so hungry and unfulfilled that they ate their own children.
But I don't want to wear a condom because I don't feel anything," and she says calmly... glaring at me,"If you don't use one you're not going to feel anything anyway.
This is true: the world is better off with some people gone. Our lives are not all interconnected. That theory is crock. Some people truly do not need to be here.
And as the elevator descents, passing the second floor, and the first floor, going even father down, I realize that the money doesn't matter. That all that does is that I want to see the worst
Who is this girl? Why is she alive? Wonder if I should leave right now. Get up and say, 'Goodnight fuck-ups, it's been a sheer sensation and I hope I never see any of you again,' and leave?
People can get accustomed to anything, right? Habit does things to people.
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I'm resourceful," Price is saying. "I'm creative, I'm young, unscrupulous, highly motivate, highly skilled. In essence what I'm saying is that society cannot afford to lose me. I'm an asset
I want to moan and writhe with you and I want to go up to you and kiss your mouth and pull you to me and say "I love you I love you I love you" while stripping. I want you so bad it stings.
Why do I sense hostility on your part, Patrick?” she asks softly, then sips her wine.
“Maybe because I’m hostile,” I spit out. “Maybe because you sense this.
You do not write a novel for praise, or thinking of your audience. You write for yourself; you work out between you and your pen the things that intrigue you
I'm on the verge of tears by the time we arrive at Pastels since I'm positive we won't get seated but the table is good, and relief that is almost tidal in scope washes over me in an awesome wave.
The numbing lists of things you were supposed to have as an American to make you happy, which ultimately, of course, don't. Those aren't the things that make you happy.
A vast and abandoned world laid out in anonymous grids and quadrants, a view that confirmed you were much more alone than you thought you were, a view that inspired the flickering thoughts of suicide.
And," Price adds, smiling, "if another round of Bellinis comes within a twenty-foot radius of our table we are going to set the maitre d' on fire. So you know, warn him.
Her need is so immense that you become surrounded by it; this need is so enormous that you realize you can actually control it, and I know this because I've done it before.
