Quotes About Callousness

I have nothing against rich brothers and sisters. Pray for 'em every day. But callousness and indifference, greed and avarice is something that's shot through all of us.

Normal: lacking in taste, compassion, understanding, kindness, and ordinary human decency.

Honey understood that every dickhead she encountered was not necessarily a menace to her son, yet still she struggled with a rabid intolerance of callousness and folly, both of which abounded in South Florida.

Mr. Complete Lack of Sympathy

if there be callous ones among them, ah, what is it that you fear to reveal? There in that tear, that low sob? You smile in superiority, but what is the nature of this triumph of yours? I wish to know. Your self-made chains draped so tight about you are nothing to be proud of. Your inability to feel is not a virtue. And your smile has cracks.

Murray regarded all hardship as a test of character. To surrender to callousness or despair in the face of such sorrow was to be revealed as its accomplice.

Leeth herself had no particular interest in Fineas Rigg. She accepted he was attractive in a rakish sort of way, but she disliked the aura of cold callousness that seemed to surround him.

The lingering effects of war can inspire callousness even after the guns have fallen silent. Many of us have seen the notorious clip from 60 Minutes in which Madeleine Albright, then U.S. ambassador to the United Nations and soon to be U.S. Secretary of State, declared that the price of half a million dead children as a result of the sanctions against Iraq during the 1990s had been "worth it.

Women were different from men in such matters. Was it that they were, instead of more sensitive, as reputed, more callous, and less romantic ; or were they more heroic?

War means blind obedience, unthinking stupidity, brutish callousness, wanton destruction, and irresponsible murder.

He was the kind of boy to crush your heart into dust then snort it off the table in front of you.

As a species, we're either very resilient or super callous. I don't know which.

Tsunamis. School shootings. Syria. We watch it, we read about it, and then we move on. As a species, we're either very resilient or super callous. I don't know which.

Today, I'll look some fuck right in his eyes and squeeze the trigger on him without even giving two shits about it, knowing I'm going to take everything he ever had, ever will have, ever loved, ever loved him away without as much as a second thought and sleep just fine tonight. That should really fuck up the normal guy, but not me.

Callousness and insolence bring to bare unanimous social condemnation, while the simple efforts of politeness are admired; even in those who are otherwise despised.

From the dawn of time to the end of time, the world would never run short of cold, cold hearts.

A medical profession founded on callousness to the pain of the other animals may eventually destroy its own sensibility to the pain of humans.

Evolution is, as well as smarter than we are, infinitely more callous and cruel, and also capricious.

There's a thing called narcissistic personality disorder. People who have an inflated sense of their own importance, a lack of empathy for others. They're vain, they crave the power over others they think they deserve. They can be arrogant and callous. They think they're better than everybody else and they don't care who they trample on in their desire to get what they want.' 'A bit like Donald Trump, then?

Men who pass most comfortably through this world are those who possess good digestions and hard hearts.

What does it really matter?' is a line we like to associate with bourgeois callousness, but it is the line most likely to make the individual aware, without dread, of the insignificance of his existence. The inhuman part of it, the ability to keep one's distance as a spectator and to rise above things, is in the final analysis the human part, the very part resisted by its ideologists.

I'll just go rub some salt in her wounds,then i think I'll run out and kick some puppies on my way to foreclosing on my quota of widows and orphans.

The villain is the person who knows the most but cares the least.

Once conform, once do what other people do because they do it, and a lethargy steals over all the finer nerves and faculties of the soul. She becomes all outer show and inward emptiness; dull, callous, and indifferent.