Best 1940 quotes in «listening quotes» category

I thought of you when I read this quote from "Come Rain or Come Shine (A Mitford Novel)" by Jan Karon - "Listening is among the most generous ways to give. When a loved one talks to us— whether their words appear to be deep or shallow— listen. For in some way, they are baring their souls.

It is a tremendous gift to simply and truly listen to another.

It is difficult to learn anything worthwhile if you only listen to those who share your views.

It is more important that we listen to others than to always be speaking, for in that way we learn what there is to know. We should be easy to talk to, and grateful for new information.

It is only through dialogue, deep listening, and passionate disagreement that we find our way to something larger than a singular and isolated point of view.

It is precisely when we hear little from our partner which frightens, shocks, or sickens us that we should begin to be concerned, for this may be the surest sign that we are being gently lied to or shielded from the other’s imagination, whether out of kindness or from a touching fear of losing our love. It may mean that we have, despite ourselves, shut our ears to information that fails to conform to our hopes — hopes which will thereby be endangered all the more. My view of human nature is that all of us are just holding it together in various ways — and that’s okay, and we just need to go easy with one another, knowing that we’re all these incredibly fragile beings.

It is silent, an anagram for listen. That is what I do. Listen while she remains silent.

It's always the mind that needs quietening and the heart that needs listening to.

It's a selfish habit. I never learn anything from listening to myself.

It takes patience to listen. It takes skill to pretend you’re listening.

It's very important to know when to stop explaining yourself, because not everyone with ears listens with them.

It was hard to listen to her all the time without getting to say anything back

I want to listen to accomplished women scarred by sexism that still walk in elegance and kindness; hear powerful men that have a heart to serve. I want to talk to the brokenhearted that still believe in love; I want to listen to people that laugh even when they hurt. You live God's grace without even knowing it and to me, you're the best of all of us.

I’ve learned to get really good at this—say one thing when I’m thinking about something else, act like I’m listening when I’m not, pretend to be calm and happy when really I’m freaking out. It’s one of the skills you perfect as you get older. You have to learn that people are always listening. [...] Sometimes I feel as though there are two me’s, one coasting directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods when she’s supposed to nod and says what she’s supposed to say, and some other, deeper part, the part that worries and dreams and says “Gray.” Most of the time they move along in sync and I hardly notice the split, but sometimes it feels as though I’m two whole different people and I could rip apart at any second.

I wanted, for so long, for someone to understand me better than I understood myself, to take control of me, to save me, to make it all better. I thought that the hardest part of a loving, mutually healing relationship would be showing my vulnerable, raw spots to a person, even though I'd been hurt so many times before. This has not been the hardest part. The actual hardest part has been realizing that no one, no matter how compassionate and kind they are, will say the perfect things always. Myself included. The hardest part has been learning to communicate what I need, to hear what others need, to tell others how to tell me what they need. Intimacy takes communication. A lot of it. We all have triggers. I don't know your triggers, and you don't know mine. No matter how much I love or trust you, you cannot possibly know exactly the words I need to hear, the words I don't want to hear, and the way I like to be touched. And how strange that we expect these things of each other. How strange (and self-sabotaging) that we refuse to get into relationships and friendships with people unless they treat us in just that perfect way. We've been raised to want fairy tales. We've been raised to wait for flawless saviors to rescue us. But the savior isn't flawless and the savior is not coming. The savior is you. The savior is still learning. The savior is never done learning. The savior is a human being. Forget perfect. Forget flawless. And start speaking your truth. Start speaking what you want and how you want it. And start asking and listening, really listening, to what the people around you say. Maybe, then, we will stop abandoning and hurting each other. Maybe, then, there's hope for us.

I want you to start realising how far away you are from being able to listen professionally.

I was born with the ability to see in metaphor.

I was so sure that I knew what they needed and what I wanted to sell them that I never stopped long enough to find out what it was they wanted to buy.

I went back every evening, after work, for nearly a year. I learned the meaning of the cud of a leaf and the glisten of wet pebbles, and the special significance of curves and angles. A great deal of the writing was unwritten. Plot three dots on a graph and join them; you now have a curve with certain characteristics. Extend that curve while maintaining the characteristics, and it has meaning, up where no dots were plotted. In just this way I learned to extend the curve of a grass-blade and of a protruding root, of the bent edges of wetness on a drying headstone. I quit smoking so I could sharpen my sense of smell, because the scent of earth after a rain has a clarifying effect on graveyard reading, as if the page were made whiter and the ink darker. I began to listen to the wind, and to the voices of birds and small animals, insects and people; because to the educated ear, every sound is filtered through the story written on graves, and becomes a part of it. ("The Graveyard Reader")

Listen should be on 60-70% and talking or speaking on from 40 up to 30%.

I wish I had heard him more clearly: an oblique confession is always a plea.

Listening to podcast, reading a book, listening to an aduibook and watching films isn't waste of time. It's how somebody becomes wise!

Listen so softly to the gentle winds gliding through joyful dancing trees and know Oneness

Listen for silence.

listen for twice as long as you speak

Listening is among the most generous ways to give. When a loved one talks to us— whether their words appear to be deep or shallow— listen. For in some way, they are baring their souls.

Listening over and over to the voices through a family of instruments allowed us to recognize and appreciate the dignity and uniqueness of each living thing in the meadow and forest.

Listening to your heartbeats, I will fall asleep.

Listening to your heartbeats I would fall asleep. I miss it now!

Listen to your own intuit. Have stronger wisdom to judge your own belief and things that you desire to do NOT what others want you to do.

Listening is an effect. Communication is cause.

Listening is the best way to complement and value others opinion.

Listen to the voice of the marketplace and it will tell you what to do.

Listen with curiosity. Speak with honesty. Act with integrity.

Listen to what you have written. A dud rhythm in a passage of dialogue may show that you don't yet understand the characters well enough to write in their voices." [Ten rules for writing fiction (The Guardian, 20 February 2010)]

Listen to your intuition and the quiet promptings of your heart.

Listening is an attitude of the heart, a genuine desire to be with another which both attracts and heals. (attr to J. Isham)

Listening is a skill that takes constant vigilance.

Listening is a tough skill, but one who practice it becomes The Successful Leader!!!

Listening fast, and caring immediately, is a skill in itself.

Listening is a gift of spiritual significance that you can learn to give to others. When you listen, you give one a sense of importance, hope and love that he or she may not receive any other way. Through listening, we nurture and validate the feelings one has, especially when he or she experiences difficulties in life.

Listening is hard work. Listen carefully not only with your ears, but also listen with all of your senses. You will understand better.

Listening is two part, attention and thinking. The latter is what a lot of us don't do

Listening leads us more inside ourselves whereas seeing leads us more outside—the work of seeing itself, that is. And, therefore, we will be far more blessed with eternal life by the power of listening than by the power of sight. The act of listening allows me to hear the eternal Word spoken with me, whereas sight leads me astray, to what is outside myself. In listening, I suffer (or allow); in seeing, I work.

... listening to the silence together. If there’s any. I truly believe not so. I have never heard a silence. Have you? The world is filled with unspoken words. And that’s something different isn’t it.

Listening to your wife is intelligence; hearing every word she doesn't say is wisdom.

Listen with your eyes as well as your ears.

Listen with the will to learn.

Listen to others very carefully. Shut your inner noise and focus on verbal and non verbal cues.

Listen to people from your heart, as if your life depended on it, and you will find that in turn people will listen to you with all of theirs.