Quotes About Vapid

A city with all the personality of a paper cup. (On Los Angeles)

I don't mind what the market is, but why is it vapid? If they're such a bunch of idiots, why don't you show them good music instead? They're not going to know the difference.

A promise is just an empty shell filled with words, and words are weightless.

There are few faces that can afford to smile: a smile is sometimes bewitching, in general vapid, often a contortion.

Vapid!" Lisa seized on the word with delight. "That's exactly what she is! Vapid!" She said it again with pleasure.

Ring! he shrieked at the vapid instrument.

Though a fine writer, Scott Spencer will forever be associated with a cheesy, sentimental film starring the vapid box-office draw Brooke Shields.

Instead, dull to the point of brilliance, vapid beyond invention, his banality as finely wrought as the arabesques of the Blue Mosque

If teenagers lack an articulate faith, maybe it is because the faith we show them is too spineless to merit much in the way of conversation. Maybe teenagers' inability to talk about religion is not because the church inspires a faith too deep for words, but because the God-story that we tell is too vapid to merit more than a superficial vocabulary.

Los Angeles is a bleached-out, soulless pit.

He utters empty words, he utters sound without mind.

We've always been fascinated with movie stars and singers, but the fascination with people who really have nothing to offer is something new.

If you ask my Aunt Agatha she will tell you — in fact, she is quite likely to tell you even if you don't ask her — that I am a vapid and irreflective chump. Barely sentient, was the way she once described me: and I'm not saying that in a broad, general sense she isn't right.

If countries remote from a dispute were among those called upon in the first instance to achieve a settlement the result was likely to be merely vapid and academic discussion.

It was easy to get the offers for the good-looking vapid dude. I guess that's my power alley.

I worry that I am driven by a] basically vapid urge to be avant-garde and post structural and linguistically calisthenic. This is why I get very spiny when I think someone's suggesting this may be my root motive and character because I'm afraid it might be.

Grown-ups desperately need to feel safe, and then they project onto the kids. But what none of us seem to realize is how smart kids are. They don't like what we write for them, what we dish up for them, because it's vapid, so they'll go for the hard words, they'll go for the hard concepts, they'll go for the stuff where they can learn something. Not didactic things, but passionate things.