Markus Zusak Quotes

I don't care if your world is ending today because I wasn't invited to it anyway.

How many of us, myself included, have lost our bearings; we are no longer attentive to the world in which we live; we don’t care; we don’t protect what God created for everyone, and we end up unable even to care for one another.

This is the ultimate cruelty, isn't it? That I can talk and talk and to anyone listening, it's only air--too rich a diet to be swallowed by a mundane world.

For one who is indifferent, life itself is a prison. Any sense of community is external or, even worse, nonexistent. Thus, indifference means solitude. Those who are indifferent do not see others. They feel nothing for others and are unconcerned with what might happen to them. They are surrounded by a great emptiness. Filled by it, in fact. They are devoid of all hope as well as imagination. In other words, devoid of any future.

Ain't nobody gonna care enough to catch you fall.

Nobody helps anybody.

I was a guy who abandoned a TV show. I didn't care about people.

I just always assume no one is listening.

I asked for very little from life, and even this little was denied me. A nearby field, a ray of sunlight, a little bit of calm along with a bit of bread, not to feel oppressed by the knowledge that I exist, not to demand anything from others, and not to have others demand anything from me - this was denied me, like the spare change we might deny a beggar not because we're mean-hearted but because we don't feel like unbuttoning our coat.

The savages are upon me and I feel my flesh burn beneath the teeth of their indifference.

I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.

Nobody the dead man & Nobody the living Nobody is giving in & Nobody is giving Nobody hears me but just Nobody cares Nobody fears me but Nobody just stares Nobody belongs to me & Nobody remains No Nobody knows nothing All that remains are remains

Normally I didn’t see a great deal. I didn’t hear a great deal either. I didn’t pay attention. Strictly speaking I wasn’t there. Strictly speaking I believe I’ve never been anywhere.

No one cared what she wanted. No one had ever cared. And perhaps, worst of all, no one ever would care.

How chronic is the unconcern of men and women of the world!

I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.

You know people. Most of them don’t hear anything. Those who hear - don’t listen. A few who listen - don’t understand. And those who could understand… they don’t care.

I no longer care about the financial system. I gave them my roadmap. OK? Thanks, bye. I've no idea what's going on. I'm disconnected. I'm totally disengaged.

No one knows who I am and no-one cares. I could jump in front of a camera man and he'd just tell me to get out of the way.

I'm not very interested in people. I recognize it in myself - there is a basic indifference toward people.

Just because we don't recognise someone from an area of our own lives, somehow it has become easy to simply ignore them and walk away.

We could hang around for ten years and nobody would care enough to identify us. Therein lies the horror.

The world outside existed in a kind of darkness; and we inquired about nothing.

There's a lot of days where you feel forgotten.

The South has eyes but does not see, and ears but does not hear.