Nature gives us roses and viruses, earthquakes and moonlight, while being totally indifferent to our joys and pain.

Nothing succeeds like indifference to success.

The man who cares about nothing is either depressed or in a constant state of nirvana.

Revenge consumes you and is not sweet. What is sweet is a cold stone indifference.

When has fear, anger or pity ever succeeded in stopping the next wave from crashing in?

I prefer Nature's indifference to God's love.

Indifference is a pose. Underneath, a heart is beating.

You need spirit, fire, to write. You can't write out of indifference.

You need fire, conviction, to write. You can't write out of indifference.