Quotes About Pertinence

Do not seek for information of which you cannot make use.

I just wanna be relevant.

Meanwhile everything matters — that concerns you.

Finding an answer that happens to fit is not the same as the right answer.

I said, "He wants to matter." "Oh, please." "Josh made a sign for the wall in his apartment. One word. It says 'Matter.' A reminder, I guess, to do something that matters.

The only thing which exists, which counts, which still has any meaning, is fear.

He looked as if it hadn't occurred to him that it might not matter.

We can accept the unpleasant more readily than we can the inconsequential.

Everything has a relevance,' remarked Holmes.

Make what you're saying relevant in time, as well as in content. Sometimes all it takes is the simple question Is this a good time to talk about...?

If you're not ready the moment things happen, then you're irrelevant, you might as well not go.

This hitteth the nail on the head.

Paul Goodman was not ahead of his time but IN his time.

She is irrelevant. Irrelevant? No one is irrelevant. There's truth in that. But some are less relevant than others.

I've never not felt relevant.

There will be a rightness and an appropriateness to it.

It's much harder to be relevant than it is to be successful.

The gigantic invisible broom that transforms, disfigures, erases landscapes has been at the job for millennia now, but its movements, which used to be slow, just barely perceptible, have sped up so much that I wonder: Would an Odyssey even be conceivable today? Is the epic of the return still pertinent to our time?

irrelevancy.

She thought for an instant of her late parents. She wondered if they would be ashamed of her now—just that question, not its pertinence, no qualifications—the way we always ask it.

I've always said, 'I don't want to be irrelevant.'

Unfortunately, the selection mechanism is often some combination of beauty and shock value, rather than pertinence and accuracy.

We are surrounded by the absurd excess of the universe. By meaningless bulk, vastness without size, power without consequence. The stubborn iteration that is present without being felt. Nothing the spirit can marry. Merely phenomenon and its physics. An endless, endless of going on. No habitat where the brain can recognize itself. No pertinence for the heart. Helpless duplication.

What's that got to do with anything?