Imagination, that dost so abstract us That we are not aware, not even when A thousand trumpets sound about our ears! — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
Radiance belongs to being considered precisely as beautiful: it is, in being, that which catches the eye, or the ear, or the… — Etienne Gilson Copy Share Image
one reason we haven't any national art is because we have too much magnificence. All our capacity for admiration is used up… — Dorothy Canfield Fisher Copy Share Image
The Lord is coming, always coming. When you have ears to hear and eyes to see, you will recognize him at any… — Henri Nouwen Copy Share Image
Though I am not endowed with an ear to seize those earthly harmonies, which to some devout souls have seemed, as it… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Shinji slowly fell forward onto his face. Debris bounced up on impact. It took less than thirty seconds for the rest of… — Koushun Takami Copy Share Image
I used to live in New York, and I have friends that work in the fashion world, and I feel like I… — Gillian Jacobs Copy Share Image
there they laugh: they do not understand me; I am not the mouth for these ears. — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
I've written books as acts of discovery: things I need to know and that I need to touch. And it's very dangerous… — Kate Braverman Copy Share Image
Where thou perceivest knowledge, bend the ear of attention and respect; But yield not further to the teaching, than as thy mind… — Charles Caleb Colton Copy Share Image
All we have to do is listen. The Good Lord gave us two ears and only one mouth, my dear white-headed mother… — Stephen Fry Copy Share Image
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows in the… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I beat Larry Holmes and George Foreman. I whupped Mike Tyson twice. I had my ear chewed off and spat on the… — Evander Holyfield Copy Share Image
Do you want to see what human eyes have never seen? Look at the moon. Do you want to hear what ears… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
You and I By Henry Alford My hand is lonely for your clasping, dear; My ear is tired waiting for your call.… — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
Worst haircut I've ever seen in my life. And I've had a few bad ones. It looks like he (John Daly) has… — David Feherty Copy Share Image
Now I know why women get their ears pierced. Once they've survived this ordeal of mutilation, they can face the discomforts of… — C.D. Payne Copy Share Image
There are three things, after all, that a poem must reach: the eye, the ear, and what we may call the heart… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
