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“...you want things to remain the same, which they never can, and so you’re wounded by your own feelings & resentful others don’t seem to care...”
― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

“It was the face of a human being who’d been constructed exclusively of wounds. Not time or history or ambition, nothing but wounds. The face of a person who could probably kill someone without feeling anything whatsoever.”
― Ryu Murakami , Audition

“Apathetic people sit back and wait for things to get better before they move. Radical people make things get better, by how they move.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“...so much attention is paid to the aggressive sins, such as violence and cruelty, and greed with all their tragic effects, that too little attention is paid to the passive sins, such as apathy and laziness, which in the long run can have a more devastating and destructive effect upon society than the others.”
― Eleanor Roosevelt

“You wouldn't believe how much harder it's getting for me to just leave my studio. It's really sad. In fact these days the only thing that gets me outside is when I say: Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck you. Fuck me. Fuck this. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
― Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

“The apathy of the people is enough to make every statue leap from its pedestal and hasten the resurrection of the dead.”
― William Lloyd Garrison

“You will always feel insignificant if you never do anything to change the world or another person's life, other than your own.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“Indifference is the worst kind of response when love is expressed. Hate is not the antithesis of love; it’s the nonexistence of feeling, a pervasive apathy. When hate is present, so is love. It’s passion gone sour and fueled by pain, but, nonetheless, it’s passion and love is apparently still alive. Yet when indifference seeps into our spirits, an emotional numbness and permitted scotoma takes the place of any passion â€� whether it’s love or hate â€� and resigns in a new state of being.”
― M.B. Wilmot

“To be apathetic is literally to be without passion.”
― Erwin Raphael McManus, Uprising: A Revolution of the Soul

“Voter apathy was, and will remain the greatest threat to democracy.”
― Hazen Pingree

“Never complain about what you permit to be.”
― Orrin Woodward

“She was surprised at how deflating his presence was.”
― Tom McNeal, To Be Sung Underwater

“Things will happen that you can’t prevent, things will fall apart that you can’t hold together, but ultimately you’re shaping yourself and that final product speaks volumes about who you really are, not what people see you as or what you want to be.”
― Erik Tomblin

“As a species, tragedy dwells within us all. We push it to the back of our thoughts, but it is never so far gone that it cannot return, crashing and writhing into our souls: a rogue wave overturning a boat on a calm day. Tragedy is never more than a breath away. We hide from its certainty and go about our lives as though time can be wasted. Somewhere deep inside ourselves we know that we tell ourselves lies. We know that someday everything we love will be gone.”
― Logan Kain, The Dead Will Rise First

“It was not our war, but it would be our disgrace, our shame. The West was filling to declare a war over the price of oil, but when it came to the wholesale slaughter of human beings we folded our hands across our chests and tapped our heels, with great anticipation that Sunday's sporting events would be wonderfully entertaining”
― Bill Carter, Fools Rush In: A True Story of War and Redemption

“Giulio was against our meeting. He didn't want me getting mixed up in things that, in his opinion, were no concern of mine. For decades the respectable people here did nothing but repeat that the Mafia was no concern of theirs but only involved the people involved in it. But I used to teach my pupils that the see-nothing, know-nothing attitude is the most mortal of sins. So now that its my turn to tell what I saw, I'm supposed to take a step back?”
― Andrea Camilleri, The Terra-Cotta Dog

“But he said to his wife, sitting next to him on the couch in the TV room, that rarely had he seen a funeral at which it seemed like almost nobody in attendance had any idea why they were there. His wife, who had heard things like this from him before, reminded him of a ceremony he had presided over only a few months ago about which he had had the same reaction. 'Oh right,' the minister said. 'Yes. That one was much worse.' He leaned down to the coffee table and picked up the remote.”
― Mark Wallace, The Quarry and The Lot