Kevin Powers Quotes

With about a dozen assorted ongoing conflicts in the news every day, and with the stories becoming more horrific, the level of sadness becomes unbearable. And what becomes of our planet when that sadness becomes apathy? Because we feel helpless. And we turn our heads and turn the page.

I'm not surprised by hardly anything anymore.

Despair is a narcotic. It lulls the mind into indifference.

You can get numbed. People can get hardened. It's not their fault; they just get hardened. News media get hardened. Proprietors get even harder.

My capacity to feel fear has worn out, as if it's a muscle that can do no more.

All kinds of ways of expression are spreading out all over the place, information is overflowing, and it's harder and harder to be excited about anything.

I understand why people get desensitized and roll their eyes when they hear a protest song, or even a politician making some flowery speech. It doesn't really change anything.

Nothing amazes me anymore.

It is only a step from boredom to disillusionment, which leads naturally to self-pity, which in turn ends in chaos.

I am more weary of life, I think, than ever I was.

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

Cynical realism is the intelligent man's best excuse for doing nothing in an intolerable situation.

I do get cynical, but what can you do? It doesn't make any difference.

We live in an anaesthetized society.

People get numbed when they see picture after picture, year in and year out, of people starving.

Neither facts nor pictures seem to sink into our centers of feeling any more.

Maybe it's because I'm jaded, but not a lot scares me.

Nothing really shocks me anymore.

One of the key emotions a lot of people seem to be feeling is disillusionment, and what I try to do as a lyricist is touch on these emotions.

I care so much about everything that I care about nothing.

I've got 's much feelin' as the next one, but when folks drives in their spiggits and wants to draw a bucketful o' compassion every day right straight along, there does come times when it seems as if the bar'l was getting low.

Sometimes I get too exhausted to even feel bad

I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I’m being drowned by some kind of black wave.

I was tired and crazy and rushed, and every time I boarded a plane, I wanted the plane to crash. I envied people dying of cancer. I hated my life. I was tired and bored with my job and my furniture, and I couldn’t see any way to change things. Only end them.

I'm just tired and bored with myself.