Quotes About Purposeless

He had been working at the wall for too long. Why he bothered the Lord only knew. After all, it went nowhere and closed in nothing. His grandfather had been a master waller in the dale, but the skill had not been passed down the generations. He supposed he liked is for the same reason he liked fishing: mindless relaxation. In an age of totalitarian utilitarianism, Gristhorpe thought, a man needs as much purposeless activity as he can find.

One of the truly bizarre things about our current cultural situation is that the leading figures of the scientific establishment seem genuinely amazed that the citizens do not accept finch-beak variation as proof of the claim that humans, like all animals and plants, are accidental products of a purposeless universe in which only material processes have operated from the beginning.

She didn't love life. There was no convincing reason to live

Updike "describes to no purpose.

You know what you are?" she said. "You're a survivor who has nothing to live for.

He who has nothing to do, scatters and gathers.

Joseph Roth ends Flight Without End with the sentence: "No one in the whole world was as superfluous as he." I beg to differ. No one in the whole world is as superfluous as I. Not Franz Tunda, Roth's protagonist, no. I am the one who has no occupation, no desire, no hope, no ambition, not even any self-love.

My useless life can only break out in tunes without a purpose. (#15)

It's a bit embarrassing to admit, but everything that happens happens for no real reason.

Only when you go beyond Mind, will you be able to respect the energy that inhabits us; until then you will either exploit others with your energy or will deplete your energy, leading a purposeless life!"

Maybe they just didn't have anywhere they needed to go.

I have no intent. I have no reason to live, that's all. When I'm gone, I don't want to be remembered.

Nature has no goal in view, and final causes are only human imaginings.

Most of us fall short much more by omission than by commission. While the world perishes we go our way: purposeless, passionless, day after day.

Cats are intended to teach us that not everything in nature has a function.

My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. What am I doing right?

Gli uomini confondono ciò che ha bisogno di uno scopo per giustificare se stesso, con il lirismo che non ha bisogno di uno scopo, perché è di là da ogni scopo;..

Night, street and streetlight, drugstore, The purposeless, half-dim, drab light. For all the use live on a quarter century – Nothing will change. There's no way out. – You'll die – and start all over, live twice, Everything repeats itself, just as it was: Night, the canal's rippled icy surface, The drugstore, the street, and streetlight.

I think a lot of games in Oakland were just time being wasted, for a lack of a better phrase. I felt like I would play in some games that were four quarters, just like every other game, but it didn't feel like I was doing anything. It just felt like I was out there.

If I were on a committee, I'd be wasting my time.

May the days be aimless. Do not advance action according to a plan.

I was one of those people who just flitted about in life. I had no plans and no sense of direction.

Still alive, he thought, heart beating senselessly, veins running without point, bones and muscles and tissue all alive and functioning with no purpose at all.

What did it matter what he did? Life would be equally purposeless no matter what his decision was.