W. H. Auden Quotes

I don't know if I'll ever do it again or not, but frankly I don't really care.

Have you noticed how nobody ever looks up? Nobody looks at chimneys, or trees against the sky, or the tops of buildings. Everybody just looks down at the pavement or their shoes. The whole world could pass them by and most people wouldn't notice.

I often don't think a lot about the ramifications of anything I do.

I make my stand and remain as I am, and bid farewell and not give a damn.

I don't know whose box I'm in, and I don't really care.

You ever get a postcard, you get so excited you don't even read it! "Hey I got a - who cares."

I'm a dilettante by temperament. I don't have any expectation.

Of course you always had that detached quality as if you were playing a game without much concern over whether you won or lost, and now that you've lost the game, not lost but just quit playing, you have that rare sort of charm that usually only happens in very old or hopelessly sick people, the charm of the defeated.

I am open-minded on all questions I care nothing about.

It's here somewhere," I assured him. "Please tell me you haven't lost it already." "We did fall out of the sky, you know," I said indignantly. "It's easy for things to go missing.

It means nothing to me. I have no opinion about it, and I don't care.

Sometimes I didn't even feel like getting out of bed. I took to wearing my days-of-the-week panties out of order. It could be Monday and I'd have on underwear saying Thursday. I just didn't care.

Who knows, perhaps he doesn't care about me at all and look at the others in just the same way.

We knew - but didn't want to know - what was going to happen, the sky descending upon our heads like the shadow of a falling piano in a cartoon.

The dead know everything but they don't give a damn.

The first time it was reported that our friends were being butchered there was a cry of horror. Then a hundred were butchered. But when a thousand were butchered and there was no end to the butchery, a blanket of silence spread. When evil-doing comes like falling rain, nobody calls out "stop!" When crimes begin to pile up they become invisible. When sufferings become unendurable the cries are no longer heard. The cries, too, fall like rain in summer.

I don't give a damn about semi-radicals!

Perfect behaviour is born of complete indifference.

I don't know, I don't care, and it doesn't make any difference.

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

The man gave a shrug which indicated that, although the world did indeed have many problems, this was one of them that was not his.

I use my dress to wipe up my drink, I care less and less what people think.