Letters are signs of things, symbols of words, whose power is so great that without a voice they speak to us the… — Isidore of Seville Copy Share Image
I appreciate when people listen to the sad songs, because it's almost like telling someone your problems and having them listen with… — Jhene Aiko Copy Share Image
As soon as one of my records goes on, it makes a vast portion of the public nervous. They get spooked by… — Nick Lowe Copy Share Image
We say, sorrow, disaster, calamity. God says, chastening and it sounds sweet to him though it is a discord to our ears.… — Oswald Chambers Copy Share Image
Most black singers like to slow the word down and, and go directly to your heart. They're not interested in your ears,… — Ben E. King 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
I feel I must live alone, alone, alone - with artists only to touch the door. Every artist cuts off his ear… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
If it were not for the assurance that I have that the Lord is near to us, guiding, directing, the burden would… — Harold B. Lee Copy Share Image
Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby, but the Boy loved him just as much. He loved him… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
We preach sermons, write books on apologetics, conduct city-wide evangelistic campaigns. For those alienated from the church, that approach no longer has… — Philip Yancey Copy Share Image
I think when tragic things happen it is on surface. It is like the ocean. One the surface a waves and sometimes… — Dalai Lama Copy Share Image
When scandal has new-minted an old lie, Or tax'd invention for a fresh supply, 'Tis call'd a satire, and the world appears… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Rohan's fingertips drifted with stunning delicacy over her throat, behind her ear, pushing into the satiny warmth of her hair. "You are… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
...the grace of the Spirit takes possession of the quiet soul, and gives it a taste of the unspeakable good things to… — Gregory Palamas Copy Share Image
I was looking for someplace to store all the things I was feeling - the friction, the contradictions, the unmerciful truth -… — Tiffanie DeBartolo Copy Share Image
Only--but this is rare-- When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable… — Matthew Arnold Copy Share Image
Miraculously, smoke curled out of his own mouth, his nose, his ears, his eyes, as if his soul had been extinguished within… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
First I laughed my way through Elinor Lipman's book of political tweets. Then I put my ear to the ground and listened… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
For years we've been playing and writing songs that sound happy. And yet if you listen, the words are all like "My… — Robby Takac Copy Share Image
The camel is an ugly animal, seen from above. Its shoulders slope formless like a sack, its silly little ears and fluff… — Freya Stark Copy Share Image
O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As the farmer casts into the ground the finest ears of his grain, the time will come when we too shall hold… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Don't be too concerned about the wingnut ears. Anxiety produces the wrong pheromones. Roll with the punches. Make time for life around… — Nick Earls Copy Share Image
The Dominican Republic says 'We're black behind the ears.' And in Mexico, 'there's a black grandma in the closet.' They know, they've… — Henry Louis Gates Copy Share Image
I know it's cheesy, but if you listen to the universe, it gives you pointers. I strongly believe if you keep your… — Matthew James Thomas 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
Relationship and connectedness are the pre-condition for change. Every meeting, every process, every training program has to get people connected first. Otherwise… — Peter Block Copy Share Image
Apart from a few simple principles, the sound and rhythm of English prose seem to me matters where both writers and readers… — F. L. Lucas Copy Share Image
Practice. Listen. Use you ears. And as Rob [Halford] said, that team effort. You can learn your instrument in your room, but… — Richie Faulkner Copy Share Image
Passion is what you would do if you got to choose. It's what you think about doing in the privacy of your… — Urijah Faber Copy Share Image
As, in Sense, that which is really within us, is (as I have said before) only Motion, caused by the action of… — Thomas Hobbes Copy Share Image
I tell young girls all the time: "Go for the guys who are more serious, distinguished". The hot-model types, they're too pretty,… — Kimora Lee Simmons 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
What shall I do with this absurdity- O heart, O troubled heart-this caricature, Decrepit age that has been tied to me As… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
It's an interesting but useless bit of information that every single character in 'The Lord of the Rings' and 'The Hobbit' wears… — Ian Mckellen Copy Share Image
It's no wonder human beings are so narcissistic. The way our ears are constructed, we can hear only what is right next… — Gretel Ehrlich Copy Share Image
The important question has nothing to do with whether the talk in your story is sacred or profane; the only question is… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“Tis the good reader that makes the good book; a good head cannot read amiss: in every book he finds passages which… — Ralph Waldo Emerson 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