Quotes About Apathy

Sorry, but you're mistaking me for someone who gives a damn.

I say "illusion" of choice because, in many cases, the nature of their choices hardly reaches the level of will, but of merely perfunctory activity. For the most part, their desires are not too strong, they are too weak, apathetic and easily placated. They often can be tempted into doing Nothing.

My stories are about humans and how they react, or fail to react, or react stupidly. I'm pointing the finger at us, not at the zombies. I try to respect and sympathize with the zombies as much as possible.

The worst sin towards our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them: that's the essence of inhumanity.

The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them -- that's the essense of inhumanity.

In this age of 'whatever,' Americans are becoming slaves to the new tyranny of nonchalance. " James Morris

don't believe you." "Wait." She held up her hand. "Let me check if I care." Hugh glared at her. "No," she said. "Apparently, I don't. It's good that we got that straightened out.

I don't believe you." "Wait." She held up her hand. "Let me check if I care." Hugh glared at her. "No," she said. "Apparently, I don't. It's good that we got that straightened out.

the Ennui predator.

I am sorry, said Monty. I cannot respond to you in any way. I am just not sufficiently interested in anything you have to say.

My personal peculiarities could not offend her since she was totally uninterested in my pretensions to be a person.

Mi problema consiste en que siempre que percibo o hago realidad algo que creía que quería, sea una novia, un piso, un empleo, educación, dinero y así sucesivamente, simplemente me parece tan aburrido y estéril, que ya no lo puedo valorar.

Ah suppose man, ah'm too much ay a perfectionist, ken? It's likesay, if things go a bit dodgy, ah jist cannae be bothered, y'know.

He's going on and on, and I can't be bothered. I just can't be fuckin well arsed saying something like: Solaris shites all over 2001, and then listening to him arguing vehemently against it. Or, alternatively, waiting for him to say it, and then being expected to argue engingly, as if to agree, even if we do, is a sign that we're effete proofs. I can't be bothered with it and I can't even be bothered to tell him that I can'be be bothered.

ye always want what ye cannae have and the things that ye dinnae really gie a toss aboot get handed tae ye oan a plate.

Still, failure, success, what is it? Whae gies a fuck. We aw live, then we die, in quite a short space ay time n ?w. That's it; end ay fuckin story.

Money gives you the luxury of not caring about it. You can affect to find it crass and vulgar, but see how crass and vulgar it is when there's none of it in your pocket.

Como a maioria das pessoa desse mundo, a minha maldade é meio que um a maldade passiva, uma maldade por omissão, por não fazer nada porque não me importo com ninguém o suficiente pra intervir e tal, com exceção das pessoa que eu conheço bem . Por que não consigo me importar com todo mundo do jeito que me importo com quem eu conheço?

Ah made yous cunts in ma ain image. Yous git oan wi it; yous fuckin well sort it oot. That cunt Nietzsche wis wide ay the mark when he sais ah wis deid. Ah'm no deid; ah jist dinnae gie a fuck. It's no fir me tae sort every cunt's problems oot. Nae other cunt gies a fuck so how should ah? Eh?

So what! So fuckin what! — So ye hud they powers, ye jist couldnae be bothered usin thum. That's why ah'm interested in ye Boab. You're jist like me. A lazy, apathetic, slovenly cunt. Now ah hate bein like this, n bein immortal, ah canny punish masel. Ah kin punish you though, mate. That's whit ah intend tae dae.

Still, failure, success, what is it? Whae gies a fuck. We aw live, then we die, in quite a short space ay time n aw. That's it; end ay fuckin story.

I only care about me and about why I don't care about anybody else.

Isn't it sad that you can tell people that the ozone layer is being depleted, the forests are being cut down, the deserts are advancing steadily, that the greenhouse effect will raise the sea level 200 feet, that overpopulation is choking us, that pollution is killing us, that nuclear war may destroy us - and they yawn and settle back for a comfortable nap. But tell them that the Martians are landing, and they scream and run.

Saying something is 'too bad' is easy. You say you disapprove, which makes you a nice person, and then you can go about your own business and not be interested anymore.