Quotes About Apathy

I am very lazy.

I been asked about my legacy and I really don't care much about the legacy.

I just don't feel much interested in the lifestyles of the rich and famous.

I just don't care what people like Lily Allen think about stuff.

I'm sorry for when you asked me about Soviet foreign policy I said , Who gives a $@!&?

I still didn't believe him. And for the moment, I didn't much care one way or the other. My whole mind had swung back to Simon.

I'll tell you what I long for, the days of disarray, when I didn't give a damn or a fuck or a farthing.

These are the soporifics of normalcy, my days in middling drift.

Life: vacant, vain, intolerable. What loyalty did I owe it? None whatsoever.

It was rotten top to bottom. Putting your time in at the office; dutifully spawning your two point five; smiling politely at your retirement party; then chewing on your bedsheet and choking on your canned peaches at the nursing home. It was better never to have been born – never to have wanted anything, never to have hoped for anything.

Then again: there was not exactly a word for Boris and me... It was just about drowsy air-conditioned afternoons, lonely and drunk, blinds closed against the glare, empty sugar packets and dried-up orange peels strewn on the carpet, Dear Prudence from the White Album (which Boris adored) or else the same mournful old Radiohead over and over...

Neville, I mean this in the nicest way possible, but, I really don't care.

I don't pay much attention to sports.

I don't want to get involved" has become our national motto. -Mike McIntyre

The American people are sheep. They're comfortable, rich, working. It's like the Romans, they're happy with bread and their spectator sports. The Super Bowl means more to them than any right.

Yeah, yeah, whatever." Allegra was trying not to smile, so I think she saw it too.

She neither understood him nor believed him but she realized, with puzzlement, that now the man was being nice, though she did not even want him to be nice to her mother, she did not want him to be anything, to anybody, anywhere.

I do not care about the greatest good for the greatest number . . . Most people are poop-heads I do not care about them at all .

There are many men, and a large number, who, though they do not wish to be rid of God, do not very much care to have him.

People don't want to be titillated or frightened. They don't want to think.

For a hundred generations, I had walked the world drowsy and dull, idle and at my ease. I left no prints, I did no deeds. Even those who had loved me a little did not care to stay.

Waves can wash away the most stubborn stains, and the stars do not care one way or the other.

There are lives to be lived if only you didn't care. Care for what, for what; the opinion of mankind, money, success, hotel lobbies, health, umbrellas, Uneeda biscuits . . .?

All of us are partly living our story line the enemy offers us. Most of us, perhaps, live in not a terribly evil place in the moralistic sense of the word. We simply live where busyness, or apathy, or struggle with circumstances that won't change occupies most of our energy. And the enemy is perfectly happy to leave us in such a place practicing our religion.