Quotes About Apathy

Squalor has nothing to do with money. Squalor happens when people are sad. And Commander Melanoff was very sad.

He looked as if it hadn't occurred to him that it might not matter.

Now, there's this about cynicism, Sergeant. It's the universe's most supine moral position. Real comfortable. If nothing can be done, then you're not some kind of shit for not doing it, and you can lie there and stink to yourself in perfect peace.

There were moments bristling with deadness, when she looked out at her life and went, What? Or worse, feeling interrupted and tired, Wha—?

There were no colors. Everything was neutral. From this I know that hell is not black or fiery. It is an unvaried gray without promise.

Too many care too little about too much.

He wanted to make the world better, but, according to Rodney, the world wasn't interested.

At twenty the things for which one does not care a damn should, properly, be many.

Thus our own age is essentially one of understanding, and on the average, perhaps, more knowledgeable than any former generation, but it is without passion. Every one knows a great deal, we all know which way we ought to go and all the different ways we can go, but nobody is willing to move.

I don't feel like doing anything. I don't feel like riding the motion is too powerful; I don't feel like walking-it is too tiring; I don't feel like lying down, for either I would have to stay down, and I don't feel like doing that, or I would have to get up again, and I don't feel like doing that, either. Summa Summarum: I don't feel like doing anything.

el mundo entiende tan poco de entusiasmo como un financiero de caridad.

The philistine tranquillises himself with the trivial.

It's not like I got caught masturbating, for chrissake; she doesn't know me, why the hell would she care if I'm superstitious? - Karen

It was a great game if you don't care who won. I cared.

He was Gully Foyle, the oiler, wiper, bunkerman; too easy for trouble, too slow for fun, too empty for friendship, too lazy for love.

He had reached a dead end. He had been content to drift from moment to moment of existence for thirty years like some heavily armored creature, sluggish and indifferent.

It was at this time that she entirely gave up on reading. The covers of books looked like coffins to her, either shabby or ornate, and what was inside them might as well have been dust.

Siempre que le amaban se había sentido igual: satisfecho y frío como un témpano

it was like staring at a whitewashed wall, but without all the emotion

In the few moments I lay awake after finally lying down, the thought came to me that the next time I closed my eyes could well be the last. And partly because of the drug hangover, mostly because of the past day's horrors, I found that I really didn't give a shit.

The night sky is beautiful, and like all beauty, it is indifferent.

Want and boredom are indeed the twin poles of human life.

I get bored easily. I've been bored most of my life.

I don't do anything. My life sucks.