indifference [Theme] Page 55
I hate questioning: the inquiry there is some taste of the day of judgment. Ask this question like to push the stone from the mountain: you're sitting himself quietly on top of it, and the stone rolls down, drags the other stones; some harmless old man, whom you have never been, digging in the garden, and it all falls on him, and the family have to change the name. No, sir, I have a firm rule: the suspicious looks the business, the less I ask questions.
- It's hard to feel sorry for someone who doesn't care.
- Yes? - I ask.
- What do you care? What do you like?
Nothing. I don't like anything I say.
- Have I ever what anything meant to you, Clay?
I say nothing, again, look at the menu.
- I someday something meant to you? again she asks.
- I don't want someone to me meant something. It worse, one more concern. When did not care about the pain.
Anything not to pay attention - a trifling matter. To monitor and control much more difficult.
...I can't determine whether these people on everything do not care, or they're just terribly bored.
Your response is meaningless. It is useless and incomprehensible to anyone present. We agreed that all on everything to spit.
You go on home, go to sleep, don't stay out of it, look at it blankly, drink whisky, Wake up at the prescribed posture and take everything as it is.
Fear attracts exactly what you fear. And if you're not afraid of anything, you become invisible. The best disguise is the indifference.
The best way to spend a life in vain - to take notes. The best way to avoid real life - to watch from the sidelines. Look at the details. To prepare the report. Nothing to participate. Let Big Brother singing and dancing you fun. Be a reporter. The Supervisory witness. A man from the appreciative audience.
I have no particular desire to live. I have no particular desire to die. For me it is indifferent. I don't think it's right.
