Here is the Kurt Vonnegut quote. Its from God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater. I gave a little more context for you at the beginning. Sorry my phone ran out of batteries by the way.
"And what do you intend to do there, Eliot?"
"I'm going to care about these people."
"That's-that's very nice," said Sylvia bleakly. This was a pale and delicate girl, cultivated, wispy. She played the harpsichord, spoke six languages enchantingly. As a child and young woman, she has met many of the greatest men of her time in her parents' home-- Picasso, Schweitzer, Hemingway, Toscanini, Churchill, de Gaulle. She had never seen Rosewater County, had no idea what a nightcrawler was, did not know that land anywhere could be so deathly flat, that people anywhere could be so deathly dull.
"I look at these people, these Americans," Eliot went on, "and I realize that they can't even care about themselves anymore-- because they have no use. The factory, the farms, the mines across the river--they're almost completely automatic now. And America doesn't even need these people for war-- not anymore. Sylvia--I'm ging to be an artist."
"I'm going to love these discarded Americans, even though they're useless and unattractive. That is going to be my work of art."