Best Futility Quotes to Inspire, Uplift & Motivate You Every Day

“How quickly people changed, with their interests, their feelings. Well-made phrases replaced by well-made phrases, time is a flow of words coherent only in appearance, the one who piles up the most is the one who wins.”

“The hardest thing of all is to find a black cat in a dark room, especially if there is no cat.”

“They die, I live. It's the way of the world, the way it's always been. I used to think that some good would come of my stories, that someone might be moved to act because of what I'd reported. I'm not sure I believe that anymore. One place improves, another falls apart. The map keeps changing; it's impossible to keep up. No matter how well I write, how truthful my tales, I can't do anything to save the lives of the children here, now.”

“Indeed if fish had fish-lore and Wise-fish, it is probable that the business of anglers would be very little hindered.”

“You can bail water 24/7, and no matter how good you are at not sinking, you still have a hole in your boat.”

“Ah! how little knowledge does a man acquire in his life. He gathers it up like water, but like water it runs between his fingers, and yet, if his hands be but wet as though with dew, behold a generation of fools call out, 'See, he is a wise man!' Is it not so?”

“Healey’s First Law Of Holes: When in one, stop digging.”

“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?”