Quotes About Cynicism

So now we know the truth', Al said. 'Is it the truth?' Al said, 'Sure. Obviously.' 'What a hell of a way to learn it. From the wall of a men's room.' He felt bitter resentment rather than anything else. 'That's how graffiti is; harsh and direct.

Ik weet wat de Dienst Kinderbescherming is,' zei Alice. Malcolm had zijn mond vol eten, maar wist uit te brengen: 'Wat dan?' Haar dæmon zei: 'Klootzakken,' en gromde weer.

I'm not in the business. 'Liking people' is often just another racket.

Culture-wise, shall I spend much of your time pointing out the degree to which televisual values influence the contemporary mood of jaded weltschmerz, self-mocking materialism, blank indifference, and the delusion that cynicism and naïveté are mutually exclusive?

It's painful to believe that the would-be "public servants" you're forced to choose between are all phonies whose only real concern is their own care and feeding and who will lie so outrageously and with such a straight face that you know they've just got to believe you're an idiot. So who wouldn't yawn and turn away, trade apathy and cynicism for the hurt of getting treated with contempt?

If his young companions have their own special delusions—D.L.'s that cynicism and naïveté are mutually exclusive, Sternberg's that a body is a prison and not a shelter—Mark's is that he's the only person in the world who feels like the only person in the world. It's a solipsistic delusion.

I have spent years of my life sitting in my room, creating defenses of cynicism, darkness, and bleakness. Jed's friendship is the skeleton key to my fortress. He disarms me every time.

If you're used to people being shitty, it's hard to accept niceness. Your instinct is to fuck it up. And run the hell away.

The whole entire world. There is no law. There is no right and wrong. The world is lies. There is no friendship. Every fucking thing. Every God-forsaken thing.

Like most seasoned phonies, I roundly suspect that everyone is as disingenuous as I am.

It is what it is," which is ubiquitous now and means absolutely nothing, as far as we can see. "Isn't that the state motto of South Dakota?" I said the second or third time I heard it.

The guy in the T-shirt that pictures a semiautomatic rifle above the message COME AND TAKE IT, the one in fatigues buying two twelve-packs of beer and a tub of rice pudding, didn't necessarily vote Republican. He could have just stayed home on Election Day and force-fed the women he holds captive in the crawl space beneath his living room.

If you're looking for sympathy you can find it between shit and syphilis in the dictionary.

No," I corrected her, "I'm not a misogynist, I'm a misanthrope. I hate everyone equally.

Desde los doce años tengo la vista cansada, cansada de ver tanta estupidez alrededor

El mundo de los humanos ha dejado de ser humano... Quizá se ha abusado tanto de los buenos sentimientos que se han acabado, como pasó con el carbón.

The cynic in Douglass left him saying, "Heaven help the poor slave, whose only hope for freedom is in the selfish hearts of such a people." 32

The cynic in Douglass left him saying, "Heaven help the poor slave, whose only hope for freedom is in the selfish hearts of such a people.

The artist who really loves people loves them so well the way they are he sees no need to disguise their characteristics-he loves them whole, without retouching. Yet the word used for this unqualifying affection is 'cynicism'.

That's the way people were. Nobody believed in the things you believed but yourself, nobody believed that even you were really sincere about it, people believed whatever was good business for them at the time. Nobody believed in anything but good business.

A cynic once said that the most identifying trait of humanity is our ability to be inhumane to one another.

Considering that the modern and contemporary literature taught in most universities is largely bleak, cynical, morbid, pessimistic, misanthropic dogmatism, often written by suicidal types who sooner or later kill themselves with alcohol or drugs, or shotguns, Professor Takuda was a remarkably cheerful man.

Some people find fault like there is a reward for it

People don't believe in positive changes anymore.