Quotes About Futility

'Sam Stone' is a song about futility.

What a pity that in life we only get our lessons when they are of no use to us.

Crédule enfant, à quoi bon ces vains efforts pour saisir une fugitive apparence? L'objet de ton désir n'existe pas! ... Cette ombre que tu vois, c'est le reflet de ton image.

What would life be like if it were not futile? Futility is the foundation upon which it rests. On what other foundation could it have been based which would have held and never given way? A great idea can be undermined by another great idea and, in due course, be demolished by it. But futility is inaccessible, indestructible, immovable. It is a true foundation and that is why it has been chosen as such.

the levity of the doomed has no equal.

C'est folie, bien sûr, que de vouloir soumettre les événements, dans leur ordre aléatoire (et pareillement les humains, dans leur égoïsme naturel), aux règles de la logique ou du simple bon sens. Le monde ne tourne rond que pour les astronomes. Pour le commun des mortels, notre planète va au hasard, lamentable Nef des fous, subissant tour à tour la tempête ou la bonace, et ne trouvant aucun havre sur sa route.

In that place things begin to wear away even as they are built; the living die a little more each day. The sun is too far away; light slides endlessly into night; fire and love consume themselves; the heart tries to warm itself with ashes.

A crítica é fútil porque coloca as pessoas na defensiva e faz com que lutem para se justificar. A crítica é perigosa, porque fere o orgulho precioso das pessoas, atinge a sua auto-estima e desperta ressentimentos.

sharp criticisms and rebukes almost invariably end in futility.

Our search for safety and contentment is endless and inexhaustible precisely because of the intrinsic futility of relying on human abilities to provide resolution to our problems.

"They will throw their silver into the streets, and their gold will be an unclean thing. Their silver and gold will not be able to save them in the day of the Lord's wrath…"

Trying to control information in the network age is about as successful as pissing into the wind.

But in the end, he's just another dead rat in a garbage pail behind a Chinese restaurant.

Dajem ti sat, ne da se prise?aš vremena, ve? da bi ga ponekad mogao na trenutak zaboraviti, da ne izgubiš dah pokušavaju?i da ga osvojiš. Jer bitke se nikad ne dobijaju. ?ak se i ne biju. Bojno polje samo otkriva ?oveku njegovu ludost i o?ajanje, a pobeda je uvek samo iluzija filozofa i glupaka... Moglo bi se pomisliti da ?e se nesre?a jednog dana umoriti, ali onda samo vreme postaje naša nesre?a.

There was that same sense of being surrounded by the sleeping inhabitants of a waking world he had no interest in visiting or knowing, of dull business temporarily suspended, of futility and repetition soon to wake again.

Che idea, pensare che la Bestia fosse qualcosa che si potesse cacciare e uccidere! [...] Lo sapevi, no?… Che io sono una parte di te? Vieni vicino, vicino, vicino! che io sono la ragione per cui non c'è niente da fare? Per cui le cose vanno come vanno?

Qué ilusión, pensar que la Fiera era algo que se podía cazar, matar!

Or have I passed my time in pouring words like water into empty sieves, rolling a stone up a hill and then down again, trying to prove an argument in the teeth of facts, and looking for causes in the dark, and not finding them?

O God! What a misfortune to be born! Born like a mushroom, doubtless between an evening and a morning

the world would not let him rave, this was the great injustice he suffered from: he stalked up and down being angry, in futility;

So, nun wissen Sie's. Hoffnungslos, wie alle unsere wirklichen Wünsche, solche, mein' ich, deren Inhalt des Wünschens wert ist.

Und ich sehe Freds Gesicht, unerbittlich alt werdend, leergefressen von einem Leben, das nutzlos wäre und gewesen wäre ohne die Liebe, die er mir einflößt. Das Gesicht eines Mannes, der zu früh von Gleichgültigkeit erfaßt wurde gegen alles, was ernst zu nehmen andere Männer sich entschlossen haben. Und sagte kein einziges Wort S.39

Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all.

Life is a dead-end street.