Crossword clues for incurious
The Collaborative International Dictionary
Incurious \In*cu"ri*ous\, a. [L. incuriosus: cf. F. incurieux. See In- not, and Curious.] Not curious or inquisitive; without care for or interest in; inattentive; careless; negligent; heedless.
Carelessnesses and incurious deportments toward their
children.
--Jer. Taylor.
Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
Wiktionary
a. 1 Lacking interest or curiosity; uninterested. 2 apathetic or indifferent.
WordNet
adj. showing absence of intellectual inquisitiveness or natural curiosity; "strangely incurious about the cause of the political upheaval surrounding them" [ant: curious]
Usage examples of "incurious".
Society was ruled by narrow-minded, profoundly incurious people, predatory businessmen, dull squires, bishops, politicians who could quote Horace but had never heard of algebra.
Two tankers stood in this space, receiving attention from men in brown overalls who from their manner already knew Charter was around on Sunday afternoon and gave Gerard and myself cursory incurious glances.
The squale came dreaming past the island, incurious and unhungry, a combination of attitudes always occurring together, Aleytys thought, smiling, and as she drifted with him she pried open one great eyelid and saw the tangle of roots dangling below the mass above her.
The child Fergus, after a brief, incurious glance at us, had resumed his trials with the bilboquet.
With such commodiousness of situation, these two learned persons sat themselves down, each in his own domain, yet familiarly passing from one apartment to the other, and bestowing a mutual and not incurious inspection into one another's business.
With such commodiousness of situation, these two learned persons sat themselves down, each in his own domain, yet familiarly passing from one apartment to the other, and bestowing a mutual and not incurious inspection into one another’s business.
He watched the scurryings and cryings on the plain with the incurious contempt he felt for all beings who were not Fallarin.
The composed woman at the reception desk gave my riding clothes an incurious but definite assessment like a click on an identification parade and answered my slightly hoarse enquiry.
I compromised by driving along the final stretch of the causeway at a comparatively sedate pace: the spectacle of a yellow and red taxi approaching the village at speed of something in the region of a hundred miles an hour would have given rise to some speculation even among the renownedly incurious Dutch.