#heartless

How can you sit there, calmly eating muffins when we are in this horrible trouble, I can’t make out. You seem to me to be perfectly heartless." "Well, I can’t eat muffins in an agitated manner. The butter would probably get on my cuffs. One should always eat muffins quite calmly. It is the only way to eat them." "I say it’s perfectly heartless your eating muffins at all, under the circumstances. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#algy #calm #calmness #heartless #heartlessness

People can be so heartless and dirty. ↗

— Jim Goad

#heartless #people

I have been the victim of heartless malice. ↗

— Taylor Caldwell

#heartless #i #malice #victim

The MC that we love are usually the ones that we consider be kinda heartless, like 50 Cent. That's pretty much the prowess and power of an MC. That's what sells. ↗

— Saul Williams

#cent #consider #heartless #kinda #like

Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people. ↗

— Karl Marx

#creature #heart #heartless #opium #oppressed

Over the vistas broke a cold gray light, such as seen in those false dawns that are neither night nor true morning, when the world and all its contents seem but shapes of mist, formed in vain hope and desire... If you awake from troubled sleep at such a time, you can only sit by the window and think of those that have been lost to you, those that followed your parents into those cold and heartless regions below the grass, silent and dark. Eventually, morning comes and the world resumes its solidity, but another tiny thread of ice has been stitched into your heart forever. ↗

— K.W. Jeter

#death #false-dawns #grass #gray-light #heart

There's still a tremendous amount of homophobia in our culture. It's regrettable, it's stupid, it's heartless, and it's immoral, but there it is. ↗

— Rupert Everett

#culture #heartless #immoral #our #regrettable

She was a beautiful woman, fresh-scrubbed and wholesome. Just like his ex-fiancee. A heartless floozy in disguise. ↗

— Peggy Webb

#beauty #floozy #heartless #wholesome #woman

Home is where the heart is, I thought now, gathering myself together in Betty's Luncheonette. I had no heart any more, it had been broken; or not broken, it simply wasn't there any more. It had been scooped neatly out of me like the yolk from a hard-boiled egg, leaving the rest of me bloodless and congealed and hollow. I'm heartless, I thought. Therefore I'm homeless. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#broken-heart