Quotes About Apathy

Those whom we can love, we can hate; to others we are indifferent.

The opposite of love is not hate; it's indifference. To be indifferent is to not express love.

It's difficult for me to be around anyone for longer than an hour. Love, death, elation, sorrow, I just don't care all that much about any of it. I am at this point, more of an observer/journalist.

To tell the truth is an act of love. To withhold the truth is an act of hate. Or worse, apathy.

The tragedy of love is indifference.

As opposed to now, when it seemed like almost everything was either terrible or in the process of being made that way by entrenched assholes, while nobody gave a shit.

Wil ate without enthusiasm. His bacon tasted like nothing. Like a dead animal, fried. His eggs, aborted chickens.

Told? I am a Gallio for such follies.

She was utterly alone to-night in the midst of a vast indifference.

Personally, I could have cared less.

When I woke Herbert, he sprang to his feet. What was the matter? When he saw that nothing was the matter, he started snoring again—to avoid being bored.

callous to the kind, not to

everyone's too busy having a good time to care about anyone else. This sucks, Alex said sullenly. If someone murders you and you get revived and come back to wreak vengeance on your killers, they could at least have the decency to notice you.

I didn't really care much about anything, so I guess I felt fine.

I was not. I was. I am not. I care not.

He does not listen for an answer, but yawns, his face opening lewdly upon regions compared with which nudity becomes a milliner's invention.

The same old dumb teachers teaching the same old dumb subjects in the same old dumb school. I seem to be kind of losing interest in everything. At first I thought high school would be fun but it's just dull. Everything's dull. Maybe it's because I'm growing up and life is becoming more blase.

I've been asleep and I don't know if it's the same day or week or year, but who the hell cares anyway?

It was not the first time people had taken a good square look at Armaggedon and decided that they would prefer it to happen to somebody else. Ever since Noah built the Ark, the seductive notion that it is possible to opt out, to stand on the sidelines whilst global cataclysm passess you by, has exercised a strong pull.

Suspense left my life a long time ago, now it has returned. I do not care for it.

He hates you, but why should the falcon care about the sparrow's hate?

this juxtaposition of callousness and extreme sensitivity...

Popular Cynicism did not teach abstinence from the good things of this world, but only a certain indifference to them.

if you sympathise with everybody it comes to much the same as sympathising with none