Quotes About Apathy

Kui oled surnud, oled kole tähtis – kui elad, ei hooli sust keegi.

Nie jeste?my ju? beztroscy; jeste?my straszliwie oboj?tni.

Non siamo più spensierati, ma atrocemente indifferenti. Saremmo lì, nel paesaggio della nostra giovinezza, ma sapremmo viverci? Abbandonati come bambini, disillusi come anziani. Siamo rozzi, tristi, superficiali. Io penso che siamo perduti.

most of the time, but I didn't want anything

No; that doesn't interest me.' 'That's because you never read a book about it.

He could beat anything, he thought, because no thing could hurt him if he did not care.

You want everything so much and when you get it it's over and you don't give a damn.

You did not have to like it because you understood it. He could beat anything, he thought, because no thing could hurt him if he did not care

I had no feeling for him. He did not seem to have anything to do with me. I felt no feeling of fatherhood.

Y así había sido toda la vida. Tampoco nadie había prestado mucha atención a Antonia en la pastelería. Ni a Elsa grande cuando juraba y perjuraba que deseaba dedicarse a la pintura. En realidad, nadie escuchaba a nadie.

Year after year of dirty snow and bitter winds… houses and whole districts of people who aren't really unhappy, but worse, who are neither happy nor unhappy; people who are ugly because they're neither ugly nor beautiful; creatures that are dismally neutral, who long without longings as though they're unconscious, unconsciously suffering from being alive.

It's not that I hate people. I'm just indifferent to them—or rather, they disgust me; and they'd better keep out of my way, or I'll run them down.

But it was true that I preferred to do nothing.

Adders never interfered in other beings' affairs, as long as it didn't affect them directly. In their view, everyone has the right to live their lives just as foolishly as they like.

My answer would just be a word. A word which doesn't express a feeling, doesn't express an emotion, because I'm bereft of them. A word which would be nothing but the sound made when you strike a cold, empty skull.

Why do these civilizations all seem to follow the same identifiable sequence—from bondage to spiritual faith, from spiritual faith to courage, from courage to liberty, from liberty to abundance, from abundance to complacency, from complacency to apathy, from apathy to dependence, and finally from dependence back into bondage?

Después de haber comido entrambos doce nécoras, alguien dijo a Pilatos: -¿Y qué hacemos ahora? Él vaciló un instante y respondía (educado, distante, indiferente): -Chico, tú haz lo que quieras: Yo me lavo las manos.

I can't fix stupid and I can't fix lazy.

What you don't want is for somebody to not care. Whenever they have no feeling at all, that's bad. Even if they kind of like you or they kind of don't, that's also bad. It's got to be a strong emotion one way or the other.

When people are bored it is primarily with themselves.

I thought I was going to go into politics, but that became disheartening. You see that a lot of stuff doesn't get done, people walk around all self-important, and it's just depressing.

Nobody is going to be more disinterested in your work than your own kid.

There's something quite shocking in this idea that everything is disposable and that people don't care for things anymore.

There is no distinction between reverence for existence and our senses and/or apathy.