Quotes About Apathy

He did not look up because he knew how senseless the landscape would appear. It takes energy to invest life with meaning, and at present this energy was lacking.

Men were looking at her, but with neither sympathy nor antipathy. Nor even with curiosity, she thought. They had the absorbed and vacant expression of the man who looks into his handkerchief after blowing his nose.

It was nice of her to want to believe the best about me. People tend to do that with the strangers they're fucking. If she wanted to think that apathy and independence were the same thing, good for her. Maybe she was right.

I heard them complain sometimes, but it was the ineffectual bitching of people who didn't expect anything about their situation to ever change, and who wouldn't know what to do with themselves if it did.

This whole fucking country's got it great and doesn't even know it. Why? Because the price for having it so great gets paid somewhere else, by somebody else, where you don't have to see it. Out of sight, out of mind. That's the fucking key to the whole shit system. Stay blind, stay deaf.

I do not, she thought, no I do not, give a damn. The Furies were riding across an uninhabited sky, to their own and no one else's destruction.

Silence isn't always agreement. Sometimes people no longer argue because they no longer care.

It's a new art form, showing people how little we care.

Indifference to the fine arts comes close to barbarism.

We can stand only a certain amount of unhappiness; anything beyond that annihilates us or passes us by, leaving us apathethetic.

even on medication, there is nothing tempting enough to make me want to rise

I realize I am generalizing here, but, as is often the case when I generalize, I don't care.

And worse, you're not doing anything interesting anymore. You're not seeing anything, saying anything. The weird paradox is that you think you're at the center of things, and that makes your opinions more valuable, but you yourself are becoming less vibrant. I bet you haven't done anything offscreen in months. Have you?

But then he put aside the awkward encounter, which his mind allowed him to do quite easily. He could compartmentalize at an astonishing level. It came from not giving a shit.

Complacency by the masses is my greatest weapon.

It's like Mark Twain said, everybody complains about the weather, but no one ever does a damn thing about it.

We came home to hatred and disgust and…maybe even worse, indifference.

The packs of cigarettes available here carried the typical skulls and crossbones on them, but apparently no one in North Korea cared.

The packs of cigarettes available here carried the typical skulls and crossbones on them, but apparently no one in North Korea cared. They smoked. They died. What did it matter?

He could compartmentalize at an astonishing level. It came from not giving a shit. And

My country is in the depths of lethargy and very apathetic, there is very little happening. There's no action in my country. This is quite a challenge to come over to a country like this where for me the most important thing to me is that the music is a communicative blanket media. Where at home it's merely something to listen to.

In fact, the likeliest reason why so many of us care so little about politics is that modern politicians makes us sad, hurt us deep down in ways that are hard even to name, much less talk about.

She almost reminds the engineer of certain types in high school whom everyone adored because you sensed it made no difference to them whether you adored them.

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?