Jesse Ball Quotes

I've reached the point where I hardly care whether I live or die. The world will keep on turning without me, and I can't do anything to change events anyway.

Nothing really mattered, and nothing could be lost.

Nothing matters very much, and very few things matter at all.

Nothing is important.

Insect politics, indifferent universe. Bang your head against the wall, but apathy is worse.

No matter which way we go, it is no better than any other. It is all the same whether you achieve something or not, have faith or not, just as it is all the same whether you cry or remain silent.

Perhaps I'm old and tired, but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on are so absurdly remote that the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied.

"Tell me, Tool, what dominates your thoughts?" The Imass shrugged before replying. "I think of futility, Adjunct." "Do all Imass think about futility?" "No. Few think at all." "Why is that?" The Imass leaned his head to one side and regarded her. "Because, Adjunct, it is futile."

In the end it doesn't matter what you do.

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

Famously, there's not really anywhere to go after nihilism. It's not progressing toward anything, it's a statement of outrage, however brilliant.

To keep you is no benefit, to destroy you is no loss

It was over now, and the meaningless world was tolerable and need not be explained. And never would it be, and how foolish I had ever been to think so.

I just tell you and though I dont sound like it I've got plenty of sense, there aint any answer, there aint going to be any answer, there never has been any answer, that's the answer.

Nothing that actually occurs is of the smallest importance

Good God, what does it matter? If life is a tragedy, or a farce, or a disaster, or anything else, what do I care! Let life be what it likes. Give me a drink, that's what I want just now.

I like to remind myself that everything is meaningless.

In the world everything is as it is and happens as it does happen. In it, there is no value, - and if there were, it would be of no value.

There was nothing in this world that was not a con, suddenly I understood this. Nothing really mattered, and nothing could be lost.

The point is there ain't no point.

Nothing matters. Nothing matters.

In the world it is called Tolerance, but in hell it is called Despair...the sin that believes in nothing, cares for nothing, seeks to know nothing, interferes with nothing, enjoys nothing, hates nothing, finds purpose in nothing, lives for nothing, and remains alive because there is nothing for which it will die.

Everything means nothing to me

There is no particular reason to search for meaning.