“The further I get from the things that I care about, the less I care about how much further away I get.”
“Honor? What do you care about honor? Honor gets people killed!' 'At least they die for something,' I say, and he doesn't protest further.”
“So help me God it gets more and more preposterous, it corresponds less and less to what I remember and what I expect as if the force of live were centrifugal and threw one further and further away from one's purest memories and ambitions...”
“The older I get, the less I care about what’s cool. I realize I’m old and weird.”
“I don't want to care. If I care about things, it'll just be worse, it'll just be another thing to worry about. It's less painful if I don't care.”
“I don't care about the little guy. I just hate the big guy. I hate big smug people who think they can get away with things.”