Best 476 quotes in «hearing quotes» category

She was hearing the words. They just weren't registering on her Richter scale of sanity.

Sometimes it isn't what a person says, but rather what they don't say, that tells you more than their words ever could.

She watches her mother drink, then sits by her again before the picture window to watch the snow fall, watching closely until she can hear it. . . . Rachel listens to snow. And beyond snow.

Stop entertaining two faced people. You know the ones who have split personalities and untrustworthy habits. Nine times out of ten if they telling you stuff about another person, they're going to tell your business to other people. If they say, "You know I heard........." More than likely it's in their character to share false information. Beware of your box, circle, square! Whatever you want to call it.

Silent is an anagram of listen.

Swallowing, he entered the second code. Then there was a sound like a marble dropping on the floor - bouncing slowly, gradually getting faster as it dropped lower and lower… The thing was toying with him! Where was it? He strained his hearing, but all was again silent. He wanted to shout and scream obscenities at it, but he fought the impulse. It might not really know his location after all - and that would've led it right to him. It must be coming for him! It must be by the door by now, looking for a way in. Time was running out. He hastily keyed in the third and last code. Death the destroyer never is late!

The message? Do not fuck with your ears! The damage done is irreparable!

so many sounds do come close to our ears each moment. What we allow into our mind and how we interpret what we listen to is what propels our thought and actions

There is a master way with words which is not learned but is instead developed: a deaf man develops exceptional vision, a blind man exceptional hearing, a silent man, when given a piece of paper...

The maddened four men followed frantically, for it is better to be in the presence of the awful than only within hearing. ("The Black Dog")

the ultimate meaning of words cannot be found in what the listener hears but in what he listens to upon hearing

There are two types of understanding in this world. There's the kind that comes from the reading and the hearing, and it doesn't penetrate the skin. It is surface knowledge, like a soft blanket that can be placed over the shoulders. And then there's the understanding that comes from doing. That kind of understanding is not soft. It is water that soaks into the rocks and earth, and makes the seeds grow. It is messy, and painful, and impossible to hold.

Values come to you by what you hear.

There is more to hear in what is not said.

We all are product of what we hear.

We are taught to think ourselves ugly. Eyes are an assaulted sense. We are taught to behave by spankings and whippings. Touch is an assaulted sense. We are taught we should not smell, or we smell wrong. Smell is an assaulted sense. We listen to songs that call us 'hos and tell us how to give blow jobs. Hearing is an assaulted sense. Taste, not so much.

We can't expect listeners to Humble themselves and Glorify God, if what they are hearing begins with mocking others and ends with untamed judging of fellow beings.

We can give happiness a chance: happiness is learnable. Life is a choice and happiness is a question of focusing, hearing and seeing the right things behind the appearances. It is a matter of finding out, differencing worthiness and irrelevance, connectedness and distantness, warmth and aloofness, brightness and dimness. Happiness is the lucky potential to steer friskily along the cliffs of the unknown avoiding the obstacles of narcissism and conceit. ( " Happiness blowing in the wind. " )

We don’t believe the truth but believe what we continuously hear.

When you are in psychological distress and someone really hears you without passing judgement on you, without trying to take responsibility for you, without trying to mold you, it feels damn good!

U tvom glasu cujem osmeh.

What advantage has the person who will not listen over the one who cannot hear?

When you constantly hear the wrong things, the power of the truth you knew before loses its grip.

While still practising law, he'd run a hearse-rental agency. Then, later, he'd bought into a handkerchief factory in Baker Park. Their most famous innovation was the funeral hankerchief, a plain white cotton handkerchief with a black border. Not long afterwards he patented the first black-edged tissue. He'd made millions, apparently, though nobody knew what he'd done with the money. His only extravagance had been to install an elevator in the house, so he could move between floors without getting out of his wheelchair. 'So what did he mean about hearing money?' Jed asked. 'It's his factory across the river. He claims he can hear the money being made.

Wonders amaze me. They can aim wanderlessly in any forest, be it of dark trees or lighted bushes. And apparently, as per what I’ve heard, they can buy stuff that’s on sale, but only if and when they feel wonderfully wonderful. Because otherwise they wouldn’t really be themselves, which would be a problem for them, because if they aren’t what they are - they can’t exist, and if they don’t exist – that makes them invisible and silent to all the wandering people, who may or may not be looking for them to sell themselves to.

You become what you hear regularly.

Your moral foundation and character currently depend on what you hear.

A fearful man is always hearing things.

A fool contributes nothing worth hearing and takes offense at everything.

A glass of wine often makes me a better man than hearing a sermon.

After creating something and hearing from someone that it really helped them or changed their life motivates me to continue doing this.

You’re going to listen to me, and for once you’re going to hear what I say and not read between lines that aren’t there.

All the masters tell us that the reality of life - which our noisy walking consciousness prevents us from hearing - speaks to us chiefly in silence.

A hearing heart loves to whom it listens.

All sense of hearing and of sight enfold in the serene delight and quietude of sleep.

A lot of times, if you watch sign language interpreters, there can be some lag time issues. When that happens, I think you lose the hearing audience.

And in English you have this wonderful difference between listening and hearing, and that you can hear without listening, and you can listen and not hear.

And when I've been away from my family and friends, I have felt good hearing some of those old songs.

A lot of musicians have a tough time hearing what we're doing in a trio format.

All these financiers, all the little gnomes of Zürich and the other financial centres, about whom we keep on hearing.

As for hearing, the sloth is not so much deaf as uninterested in sound.

As a member of the House Select Committee on Intelligence, I will be participating in several hearings on the startling revelations contained in the report.

As Negro voting increased, Congress got an improved sense of hearing.

Asked at the hearing why she hadn't pressed the FBI more closely about what it knew, or didn't know, about domestic terrorist threats, Rice acted as though the question was an odd one: it wasn't her job. Well, in retrospect, it was and now certainly is.

Are you having problems hearing? If so, those around you already know it. Hearing loss is no laughing matter, so don't be a punchline.

As soon as I see period costume, I turn off. It's like hearing drama on Radio 4.

[Barack Obama and Susan Rice] simply do not want any hearings on Benghazi, and they wouldn't be able to avoid it if she's up there as secretary of state.

At one congressional hearing, Bishop Francis Kalabat complained that administration officials are overlooking what's happening to his fellow Chaldean Christians.

Before my teen years, I was losing my hearing pretty quickly, and I was getting very, very angry. I was beginning to become an angry person because of that.

Birth is of course violent. Menstruation is violent. Trust me, if men's penises opened up once a month and shot blood, we'd be hearing about the violence of it.