Quotes About Indifference

Let's adopt all the poses and gestures of something we aren't and don't wish to be, and don't even wish to be taken for being. Let's buy books so as not to read them; let's go to concerts without caring to hear the music or see who's there; let's take long walks because we're sick of walking; and let's spend whole days in the country, just because it bores us. [23](Zenith trans.)

I feel love for all this, perhaps because I have nothing else to love ... even though nothing truly merits the love of any soul, if, out of sentiment, we must give it, I might as well lavish it on the smallness of an inkwell as on the grand indifference of the stars.

I don't even suffer. My disdain for everything is so complete that I even disdain myself. The contempt I have for the sufferings of others I also have for my own. And so all my suffering is crushed under the foot of my disdain.

In these random impressions, and with no desire to be other than random, I indifferently narrate my fact-less autobiography, my lifeless history. These are my Confessions, and if in them I say nothing, it's because I have nothing to say.

It could have been any number of things: hardship, grief or simply the suffering born of the indifference that comes from having suffered too much.

The lack of respect between men, the indifference that allows them to kill others without compunction (as murderers do) or without thinking that they are killing (as soldiers do), comes from the fact that no one pays due attention to the apparently abstruse idea that other people have souls too.

I am no pessimist. Happy are those who can make of their suffering something universal. I don't know if the world is sad or bad, nor do I care, because I feel bored and indifferent in the face of other people's suffering. As long as they don't cry or moan — which I find irritating and embarrassing —I greet their suffering with a shrug of the shoulders, so deep is my disdain for them.

O que parece haver de desprezo entre homem e homem, de indiferente que permite que se mate gente sem que se sinta que se mata, como entre os assassinos, ou sem que se pense que se está matando, como entre os soldados, é que ninguém presta a devida atenção ao facto, parece que abstruso, de que os outros são almas também.

Nella vita odierna il mondo appartiene agli stolti, agli indifferenti e agli attivisti. Oggi il diritto di vivere e di trionfare si ottiene praticamente con gli stessi requisiti con cui si ottiene il ricovero in un manicomio: l'incapacità di pensare, l'amoralità e l'eccessiva agitazione.

Así vivo, en visión pura, el exterior animado de las cosas y los seres, indiferente como un dios de otro mundo, a su contenido-espíritu. Sólo profundizo en la superficie y en lo exterior, y cuando ansío la profundidad la busco en mí y en mi concepto de las cosas.

It seemed to suggest various kinds: hardships, anxieties, and the suffering born of the indifference that comes from having already suffered a lot.

If Fate decrees it should happen, so be it. I feel curious about emotions. About facts, whatever they might be, I feel no curiosity whatsoever.

The downfall of aristocratic influence has created an atmosphere of brutality and indifference towards the arts, such that a refined sensibility has nowhere to take refuge.

Il Destino è come una persona che smette di importunarci quando si accorge che non diamo importanza a ciò che fa.

Through these deliberately unconnected impressions I am the indifferent narrator of my autobiography without events, of my history without a life. These are my Confessions and if I say nothing in them it's because I have nothing to say.

Nestas impressões sem nexo, nem desejo de nexo, narro indiferentemente a minha autobiografia sem factos, a minha história sem vida. São as minhas Confissões, e, se nelas nada digo, é que nada tenho que dizer. Fernando Pessoa.

El dominio más grande de sí mismo es la indiferencia por si mismo, considerando alma y cuerpo la casa y la finca donde el Destino ha querido que pasemos nuestra vida.

Indifferent to this, and grieving only as much as he needs to and for as little time as possible — over the death of a son, for example, whom he will forget as the years pass, except on his birthday; over the loss of money, which he mourns until he gets some more or becomes used to the loss — humanity continues digesting and loving. Life recovers and carries on. The dead are buried. Losses forgotten.

il Destino è una specie di persona, e smette di tormentarci se mostriamo indifferenti a quello che ci fa.

a tedium of feeling anything at all ...

a mild indifference should protect our soul from the dull blows inflicted by our unavoidable coexistence with other people.

El tedio no es la enfermedad del aburrimiento por no tener nada que hacer, sino la enfermedad más grave de sentir que no vale la pena hacer nada.

No, we don't feel anything. We consciously pass through the door we have to enter, and the fact we have to enter it is enough to put us to sleep.

Yo no sé si el mundo es triste o malo, ni siquiera me importa, porque el sufrimiento de los demás me resulta aburrido e indiferente. Siempre que no lloren o se lamenten, cosa que me irrita y molesta, su sufrimiento no me despierta ni un encogerme de hombros, tan profundamente me pesa mi desprecio por ellos.