{"quotes":[{"text":"Dabbling in the sandbox gives Rabbit a small headache. Over at the pavilion the rubber thump of Roofball and the click of checkers call to his memory, and the forgotten smell of that narrow plastic ribbon you braid bracelets and whistlechains out of and of glue and of the sweat on the handles on athletic equipment is blown down by a breeze laced with children's murmuring. He feels the truth: the thing that has left his life has left irrevocably; no search would recover it. No flight would reach it. It was here, beneath the town, in these smells and these voices, forever behind him. The fullness ends when we give Nature her ransom, when we make children for her. Then she is through with us, and we become, first inside, and then outside, junk. Flower stalks.","author":"John Updike","tags":["1960","childhood","futility","lost-innocence","lost-youth","rabbit-angstrom","sense-memory"],"id":1564,"author_id":"John+Updike"},{"text":"Listen up - there's no war that will end all wars.","author":"Haruki Murakami","tags":["futility","war"],"id":1829,"author_id":"Haruki+Murakami"},{"text":"You can bail water 24/7, and no matter how good you are at not sinking, you still have a hole in your boat.","author":"Kelli Jae Baeli","tags":["awareness","boat","futility","sinking","water","wisdom"],"id":10391,"author_id":"Kelli+Jae+Baeli"},{"text":"...We took the 10 machines we agreed were the most beguiling, and we put them on permanent exhibit in the foyer of this library underneath a sign whose words can surely be applied to this whole ruined planet nowadays: THE COMPLICATED FUTILITY OF IGNORANCE.","author":"Kurt Vonnegut Jr.","tags":["futility","ignorance","permanence"],"id":10997,"author_id":"Kurt+Vonnegut+Jr."},{"text":"The hardest thing of all is to find a black cat in a dark room, especially if there is no cat.","author":"Confucius","tags":["futility","knowledge","religion"],"id":14956,"author_id":"Confucius"},{"text":"We humans are like squirrels who spend all summer gathering and hoarding nuts and when winter comes can't remember where they are.","author":"Marty Rubin","tags":["absurdity","futility","humanity","memory","possessions"],"id":18741,"author_id":"Marty+Rubin"},{"text":"If there really had been a Mercutio, and if there really were a Paradise, Mercutio might be hanging out with teenage Vietnam draftee casualties now, talking about what it felt like to die for other people's vanity and foolishness.","author":"Kurt Vonnegut Jr.","tags":["foolishness","futility","shakespeare"],"id":19712,"author_id":"Kurt+Vonnegut+Jr."},{"text":"Time after time have nations, ay, and rich and strong nations, learned in the arts, been, and passed away to be forgotten, so that no memory of them remains. This is but one of several; for Time eats up the works of man.","author":"H. Rider Haggard","tags":["everything-is-meaningless","fallen-nations","futility","inevitability","knowledge","learning","man","mankind","materialism","nations","passing-of-time","time"],"id":21385,"author_id":"H.+Rider+Haggard"},{"text":"The more idealism proves futile, the more I respect idealists.","author":"Marty Rubin","tags":["futility","idealism","respect"],"id":22027,"author_id":"Marty+Rubin"},{"text":"Each of us is aware he's a material being, subject to the laws of physiology and physics, and that the strength of all our emotions combined cannot counteract those laws. It can only hate them. The eternal belief of lovers and poets in the power of love which is more enduring that death, the finis vitae sed non amoris that has pursued us through the centuries is a lie. But this lie is not ridiculous, it's simply futile. To be a clock on the other hand, measuring the passage of time, one that is smashed and rebuilt over and again, one in whose mechanism despair and love are set in motion by the watchmaker along with the first movements of the cogs. To know one is a repeater of suffering felt ever more deeply as it becomes increasingly comical through a multiple repetitions. To replay human existence - fine. But to replay it in the way a drunk replays a corny tune pushing coins over and over into the jukebox?","author":"Stanisław Lem","tags":["drunk","futility","god","jukebox","love","physics","time"],"id":36223,"author_id":"Stanis%C5%82aw+Lem"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":80,"pages":8,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}