Quotes About Indifference

She sat silent, looking straight ahead. What did he care about the hot sun on her head? What did she care? Nothing worse could possibly happen to her.

I can hardly contain my indifference.

It was Spam, but everyone was too tired to complain.

You don't like me, do you?' 'That would take effort,' she replied. 'Indifference is much, MUCH easier.

La gente empieza viendo una cosa y acaba viendo la contraria. Empieza amando y acaba odiando, o sintiendo indiferencia y después adorando. Nunca logramos estar seguros de qué va a sernos vital ni de a quién vamos a dar importancia. Nuestras convicciones son pasajeras y endebles, hasta las que consideramos más fuertes.También nuestros sentimientos.

It is a world completely rotten with wealth, power, senility, indifference, puritanism and mental hygiene, poverty and waste, technological futility and aimless violence, and yet I cannot help but feel it has about it something of the dawning of the universe. Perhaps because the entire world continues to dream of New York, even as New York dominates and exploits it.

I vote, I participate, I am present, I am concerned - mirror of a paradoxical mockery, mirror of the indifference of all public signification.

What do Chile, Biafra, the boat people, Bologna, or Poland matter? All of that comes to be annihilated on the television screen. We are in the era of events without consequences (and of theories without consequences).

Birey, televizyondaki Sudan Ä°ç Sava??n? herhangi bir tuvalet ka??d? reklam?yla ayn? duyars?zl?kla izlemektedir. Televizyonu kapatt?ktan sonra, Sudan'da ki iç savaÅŸ devam etse bile, onun için bitmiÅŸtir.

When one looks at the emptiness of current art, the only question is how such a machine can continue to function in the absence of any new energy, in an atmosphere of critical disillusionment and commercial frenzy, and with all the players totally indifferent? If it can continue, how long will this illusion last? A hundred years, two hundred? This society is like a vessel whose edges move ever wider apart, and in which the water never comes to a boil.

You can talk of things so much that they end up materializing in your life: simulation, seduction, reversibility, indifference. Gradually, life comes to resemble a montage of all these things, in a floating circulation of women, concepts, dreams and journeys. In this way, writing ends up preceding life, determining it. And life ends up conforming to a sign which was initially quite cavalier. This is no doubt why so many are afraid to write.

Adversity no longer exists within the subject, which has become indifferent to misfortune and to itself. Between the object and the subject of vengeance, no demarcation. A single, dual being, and nothing is separate.

Here lies the total abstraction and the source of all domination: in the breakdown of the dual relation. The strategy of domination is, indeed, to ensure that, through all the techniques of communication, through inescapable, streaming information, there can no longer be any response. It is a domination by signs empty of meaning. But, on the other side, there is an equal indifference and blank resistance.

Yeryüzünde benim için her ÅŸey bitti. Burada bana art?k ne iyilik edebilirler ne de kötülük. Ne umaca??m ne de korkaca??m bir ÅŸey kald? bu dünyada; zavall? bahts?z bir ölümlü ve Tanr? kadar kayg?s?z, telaÅŸs?z olan ben, uçurumun en dibindeyim.

This profound interest which she brings to my eternal essence and her total indifference to all that can happen to me in this life—and then this curious affectation, at once charming and pedantic—and this way of suppressing from the very outset all the mechanical formulas of politeness, friendship, all that makes relationships between people easier, forever obliging her partners to invent a rôle.

As soon as you have reached this heaven of indifference, you are pulled out of it. From your heaven you have to go back to hell. When you are dead to the world, the world often rescues you, if only to make a figure of fun out of you.

People talk about the happy life, but that's the happy life when you don't care any longer if you live or die. You only get there after a long time and many misfortunes. And do you think you are left there? Never. As soon as you have reached this heaven of indifference, you are pulled out of it. From your heaven you have to go back to hell. When you are dead to the world, the world often rescues you, if only to make a figure of fun out of you.

She was certainly rather drunk. Her eyes were fixed as if upon some far-off point. She seemed to be contemplating a future at once monotonous and insecure with an indifference which was after all a sort of hard-won courage.

I felt very little tenderness for her, she was a stranger to me, a stranger who did not think or feel as I did.

Muy pocas veces, en la Historia, los occidentales han dado tales muestras de ceguera, de indiferencia y de cinismo como en la actualidad. Su ignorancia de las realidades es impresionante. Y es así como se alimenta el odio.

Nobody was speaking. Only the cicadas continued their whine, indifferent to human tragedies.

Only the cicadas continued their whine, indifferent to human tragedies.

At that time I could not imagine what would become of me, and I didn't care. It was not judgement day, but another morning.

I am not a machine, there is only so much and no more that I can absorb of the misery of my kind, when my tears are exhausted a dullness takes place, and out of that dullness a terrible callousness, so that I look on suffering and feel it not.