Quotes About Indifference

33. To accept it without arrogance, to let it go with indifference.

No hay que irritarse con las cosas, pues a ellas nada les importa

To live happily is an inward power of the soul, when she is affected with indifferency, towards those things that are by their nature indifferent.

La muerte y la vida, la buena fama y la mala, el sufrimiento y el placer, la riqueza y la pobreza, todas esas cosas ocurren indistintamente a los hombres tanto a los buenos como a los malos porque no son ni hermosas ni vergonzosas. No son ni buenas ni malas[192]

let it judge that nothing is either bad or good which can happen equally to the bad man and the good.

If any god told thee that thou shalt die to-morrow, or certainly on the day after to-morrow, thou wouldst not care much whether it was on the third day or on the morrow, unless thou wast in the highest degree mean-spirited- for how small is the difference?- So think it no great thing to die after as many years as thou canst name rather than to-morrow.

To accept it without arrogance, to let it go with indifference.

accept it without arrogance, to let it go with indifference.

To accept it without arrogance, to let it go with indifference. (8.33)

Suppose someone despises me. That's their concern, not mine. My concern is to live in harmony with nature and reason, so that my actions won't be worthy of contempt.

Learn to be indifferent to what makes no difference.

Is that how we lived, then? But we lived as usual. Everyone does, most of the time. Whatever is going on is as usual. Even this is as usual, now. We lived, as usual, by ignoring. Ignoring isn't the same as ignorance, you have to work at it.

In this country you can say what you like because no one will listen to you anyway

Why would I care about the tittle-tattle of the uninformed?

but he had to dull the pain. The pain of what? The pain of the raw torn places, the damaged membranes where he'd whanged up against the Great Indifference of the Universe.

Lately he's been treating her like white noise, like the rivulet sound on their sleep machine. This would once have hurt her Ã¢â'¬â€œ did hurt her Ã¢â'¬â€œ but now it suits her fine. She

The pain of what? The pain of the raw torn places, the damaged membranes where he'd whanged up against the Great Indifference of the Universe. One big shark's mouth, the universe. Row after row of razor-sharp teeth.

That's one thing that amazes me about society. That is, that you can do damn near anything and nobody's gonna say anything or notice.

She couldn't survey the wreck of the world with an air of casual unconcern.

War and marriage and childbirth had passed over her without touching any deep chord within her and she was unchanged.

He looked on people, and he neither liked nor disliked them. He looked on life and was neither heartened nor saddened.

Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn! (Rhett Butler)

He looked on people, and he neither liked nor disliked them. He looked on life and was neither heartened nor saddened. He accepted the universe and his place in it for what they were and, shrugging, turned to his music and books and his better world.

As usual in the very young, she marveled that people could be so selfishly oblivious to her pain and the world rock along just the same, in spite of her heartbreak.