No one cares about your logo, nor the font size that’s on your site.
I will lay my bones by the Ganges that India might know there is one who cares.
The two biggest meals of your life you don’t have to cook and you don’t get to eat. The first you don’t eat because no man eats – or cares what he eats – at his wedding. The second you don’t eat because, well, no man eats at his funeral, either.
Sometimes we get bored and want to shake up our format. It’s a luxury we have on public access – no one cares about us. It literally doesn’t matter if we fail, so sometimes we try to go really big and out of the box.
I have made a number of movies that I have never seen. It’s not a matter of ego. It’s a matter of being disappointed. It’s really a shame. It’s just as difficult to make a movie that no one cares about as to make a hit.
I want to make beautiful things, even if nobody cares.
The resolved mind hath no cares.
In a recent Valentine’s Day posting on her fan website, Britney Spears says that – oh, who cares?
I’m not one that cares for publicity.
Rush Holt would be a fine senator. He’s an actual physicist, which is neat. He cares very strongly about global warming, which is probably the single most pressing issue of our era.
Sodomy is in the Bible, to be read in churches. I wouldn’t rule it out of Mr. Bruce’s act if he cares to comment on it.
The original lineup, we got on stage, we had a great chemistry, it was awesome, and then when we left the stage, we never talked to each other. There’s a lot of bands that way. Who cares? What’s wrong with it?
If this is a man’s world, who cares? I’m still really glad to be a girl in it.
Society cares for the individual only so far as he is profitable.
I still care about human behavior and the art that it takes to write a good piece and to get a cast together who cares enough to put 150 percent of their talent into a project.
I claim that space is part of our culture. You’ve heard complaints that nobody knows the names of the astronauts, that nobody gets excited about launches, that nobody cares anymore except people in the industry. I don’t believe that for a minute.
When I’m president of the United States, we’re going to have a VA that cares more about our veterans than about the bureaucrats who work at the VA.
I’m a big guy: I look like a linebacker, you know? But no one cares, really, that I’m educated. I have a copy of ‘Fire Next Time’ by James Baldwin in my bag. I have an Ibsen play in there, too. I have to walk through this world with that duality all the time, that I live in two different worlds.
Doing a me-too business, because it’s you – the only person who cares about that is you. The market doesn’t care if it’s you. The market is pretty much being served. You better have something that the world doesn’t have, because even then, you might screw it up through your own ineptitude and inexperience.
Nobody cares for the product I, and a host of other horror directors, make.
No one cares about anything until it’s something that goes viral. It’s most certainly frustrating.
In reality, no one on Wall Street cares about anything except performance.
I cannot feel my legs from the waist down any longer. But who cares? I look good and that’s all that matters. And when I die of hypothermia for wearing formal shorts in winter, tell them to put that on my tombstone.
You can recognise when a film-maker really, really cares about what they’re doing.
At the end of the day, nobody cares how much you tried, what the deal was, or if you were a good guy or a bad guy.
When you’re someone who cares about making a difference in the world, and you have resources to do that, you have literally hundreds of choices you could make about how to do that.
I did a lot of touring in my youth, and I learnt very quickly that giving is what it’s all about. It’s about the gift of making an audience feel great and forget their cares, if only for a few hours.
I am very grateful for the bipartisan support from Congress and their confidence in my leadership of BARDA as reflected in the generous appropriation to BARDA in the CARES 3 Act.
A lot of times, as an actor, especially a TV or film actor, you don’t get a lot of interaction, or you don’t get the feeling you are actually touching someone, or someone actually cares about what you do.
If I started being braggy, my family would be like, ‘Shut up, Maisie! Who cares? Get off the sofa.’
Nobody cares about ’60 Minutes.’ Everybody cares about the Jaguars. Isn’t that amazing?
For girls, something that accentuates the curves looks sexy. It can be a dress, it can be jeans, it can be a tank top, who cares!
I think the more the actor lets you know what he thinks of the character, the less the audience cares – like a comedian who laughs at his own jokes.
It’s great to have a job you find rewarding, but let’s face it, we’re not saving people’s lives. ‘Oh gosh, they’ve got a larger Winnebago than me!’ Who cares? It’s what ends up on the screen that counts.
You can tell when an actor or actress cares about their work. It’s really clear.
When I was twelve or thirteen, if you liked something that was outside of your friend group genre, you had to rationalize and explain it in some way. It’s totally irrelevant, I think, now. I don’t think anybody cares. Not young people, at least. Maybe journalists.
I stopped listening to what people say. For me, the most important thing is what my family says, what my coaches say, what my friends say. What people that I never see in my life and what they say? Who cares?
When you’re young, no one cares who your parents are, although Mum would arrive to pick me up in her full hair and make-up and fur, and I used to say, ‘Can’t you just dress normally, like all the other mums?’ I wanted her to blend in more, but I’ve always been really proud of Mum – as proud as she is of me.
I’m going to keep it real gully with you; the first two months, I wanted to give him back. I expected someone to come and save me because after you have the baby, nobody cares about you anymore. Nobody cares if you sleep, nobody cares if you eat. It’s just you and this all-consuming thingy!
Our society must make it right and possible for old people not to fear the young or be deserted by them, for the test of a civilization is the way that it cares for its helpless members.
George W. cares as much about climate change as you would expect from a Texas oilman.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.
Some people train for certain sports and I want to train to be able to hold a super heavy electric guitar and carry luggage around myself because I always have to have 7,000 pairs of shoes. Who cares about sports?
One thing I always think about is, at the end of the day, nobody really cares about you as much as they do about themselves. It’s a very reassuring thing, in a good way. Pay attention to yourself, and use that energy and put it towards yourself.
‘The Lady’ is a piddling little magazine that no one cares about or buys.
Bellator is a safe place to be, a company that cares about you.
Making media companies that you hope to sell is not a lot of fun for anyone who cares deeply about making media.
A different type of human has to play that sport. Hockey players keep fighting – nobody cares what’s wrong with you, as long as you have one foot to skate on, you keep playing.
And the Buddha is the person who’s free: free of plans, free of cares.
Gu Jun Pyo and Kim Tan were both brought up in wealthy backgrounds, and Gu Jun Pyo is a selfish guy who only cares about himself. However, Kim Tan is a totally different person.
After a decade this glum, we deserved a shot of ‘Glee,’ a show that restored our faith in the power of song, the beauty of dance, and the magic of ‘spirit fingers’ to chase our cares and woes into somebody else’s backyard.
On an independent film where you’re working with just a handful of people, you don’t have to explain anything because no one cares. You can do whatever you want. There’s no one there to tell you not to do it.
As a child, I sat in the back of the bus. I was told, time and time again, that God’s potential didn’t exist in people like me. I’ve spent my life fighting to change that. And, from the first day when I met Hillary Clinton, I’ve known that she’s someone who cares just as much and fights just as hard.
Forget about what happened in the past. The past is the past. Who cares? Time heals things.
I’m married. Who cares about me?
As a comedian, I don’t know if they’re laughing because it’s funny or if they’re laughing at me because I’m not funny. And I’m thinking, ‘Who cares? They’re laughing.’ If you go on stage, and they’re laughing at you full-on for 60 minutes? You know, whatever puts them in the seats.
When we talk about reviews, what we are really talking about is just a market report – it’s like reading about the new Lexus. You have to know what the guy writing the review cares about to understand his take. Does he like sports cars, or does he like Bentleys?
In baseball you hit your home run over the right-field fence, the left-field fence, the center-field fence. Nobody cares. In golf everything has got to be right over second base.
Say what you will about Donald Trump, he cares. He cares about things I don’t, and he has some awful ideas, and he is an amoral man in so many ways. But, in contrast to Obama, his emotions are no mystery.
