Quotes About Nonchalance

I couldn't care less if I make a fourth-round U.S. Open or I lose first round. To me, everything is the same.

I didn't get paid. I didn't even care that I didn't get paid.

Dodie: "Mama, Jamie's up on the hill and he's f***g a goat!" Mama: "Well, it's Jamie's goat, ain't it?" -Peter Manso illustrates the brash wit pervasive in the Brando family with this exchange between Dodie Brando, Marlon's mother, and her mother in-law.

True decadence involves taking nothing too seriously

Nova shrugged, looking as if she had personally invented shrugging and hadn't quite sorted out the fine details yet.

Hey!" he said. "That's one of my best shirts!" "So?" she replied without looking up. "It's one of my best legs.

Nothing really shocks me anymore.

We live in a world where sort of nothing is shocking anymore.

You can put me in the basement or the penthouse; it doesn't matter to me.

I don't care about the Strikeforce belt.

Pilot had never seen this particular ghost before. Head resting on paws, he mildly wondered what it was doing here. Dogs see ghosts about as often as people see cats. They're there but they're no big deal.

My movies just kind of sneak up on you. I don't have to worry too much about what everybody is going to say. Anyway, I really don't pay attention to what the world says about my movies. I just care about what my buddies think.

In life, sometimes it pays off when you really don't give a damn.

I live my life in a very peculiar way where nothing gets my goat as such. I don't look at things in a manner where they offend me. I look at things in a manner where they amuse me.

It really doesn't matter to me what people say about me anymore.

I've never bothered about what people say about me.

It's so perfectly Alaska to be like, 'Dad we're going to the Grammys,' and for him to be like, 'Oh, well that's great, Johnny. All right, gotta go back to work.'

I'm the type of person, I don't like to make a big deal out of problems.

Birthdays, for me, are not really important. It is just like any other day.

I don't think people care what I had for breakfast.

Do with him what you will. I'm not going to cry over a little spilled blood. Just make certain none of it splashes on me.

The good news and the bad news are the same: No one cares!

Excuse my dust.

He turned it over in his hands with a shrug and tossed it aside carelessly, but not so carelessly that it didn't land on something soft