Travis Bickle Quotes – Exploring the Dark and Haunting Words of a Cinematic Icon

Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There’s no escape. I’m God’s lonely man.

Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets.

I should get myself a gun and rob the Mafia banks.

Each night when I return the lodge, I’m afraid to see who I am. What I’ve become. I’m afraid to be alone.

All the animals come out at night – whores, fairies, drunks, junkies, sick venal. Someday, a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the street.

I’m not saving them. They’re saving me.

Listen, you fuckers, you screwheads. Here is a man who would not take it anymore.

All my life I wanted to be disciplined. But I never knew how.

You’re only as healthy as you feel.

Do you realize that if you wanted to, you could rob this place blind?

I got some bad ideas in my head.

I want to be someone other than who I’m being now.

I’m a taxi driver. I work the night shift every night, all night.

The days go on and on… they don’t end.

The world is full of filth and garbage. What does it matter to change one thing?

What makes a person become a prostitute?

All I want is a normal relationship with a girl.

Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets.

One of these days, I got to get myself organised.

Travis Bickle Quotes – Exploring the Dark and Haunting Words of a Cinematic Icon part 2

I got to do something. I got to find an outlet now!

I got some hard ideas in my head.

I’m talking about going beyond getting mad!

I look at people and I see nothing worth liking.

You see, when I lived there, I was just as much a nobody as you are.

I realized that I had become a prisoner of my own loneliness.

You’re only as healthy as you feel.

I got some bad ideas in my head.

You see, I got this disease, and um, doctors can’t seem to find a cure.

I can’t sleep nights.

Listen, you fuckers, you screwheads. Here is a man who would not take it anymore.

I’m God’s lonely man.

Trapped in a world that is crumbling away.

You have no idea what I’ve seen.

I don’t think that one should pile on information for people.

What do you see when you wait for the light to turn green?

I just want to go on the record and say I’m not some crazy loner.

I’m just so tired of all the bullshit.

Sometimes I think I need to do something big and grand to fix all the wrongs in this world.

I see all these people, walking around like zombies, disconnected from reality.

Is it possible to be a hero even if you’re not wearing a cape?

The city comes alive at night.

No one cares about anyone else anymore.

I’m tired of being alone, but I don’t know how to be with someone.

Sometimes I wish I could just disappear, fade into the background.

I’m just trying to make sense of it all.

I can’t stand the corruption in this city, the way everyone turns a blind eye to it.

I’m like a ticking time bomb, just waiting to explode.

I feel like I’m on the edge of a precipice, about to fall into the abyss.

I see the darkness that lies beneath the surface, the ugliness that people try to hide.

I may be a loner, but I’m not alone in my thoughts.