Ears Quotes - Page 37

• AND what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten.

  James Russell Lowell

  Summer, June, Perfect Days

  James Russell Lowell (2012). “The Vision of Sir Launfal And Other Poems by James Russell Lowell, Edited with an Introduction and Notes by Julian W. Abernethy, PH.D.”, p.56, tredition

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• I had found a new friend. The surprising thing is where I’d found him – not up a tree or sulking in the shade, or splashing around in one of the hill streams, but in a book. No one had told us kids to look there for a friend. Or that you could slip inside the skin of another. Or travel to another place with marshes, and where, to our ears, the bad people spoke like pirates.

  Lloyd Jones

  Book, Kids, People

  Lloyd Jones (2011). “Mister Pip”, p.23, ReadHowYouWant.com

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• Holey? You have the the whole world of ear-related humor before you, you go for holey?

  J. K. Rowling

  Humor, Funny Harry Potter, World

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• An ear can break a human heart As quickly as a spear, We wish the ear had not a heart So dangerously near.

  Emily Dickinson

  Heart, Wish, Break

  Emily Dickinson, James Reeves (1959). “Selected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.101, Heinemann

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• Nothing again. No one is listening. No one is waiting to hear the kicking of a man above. It is unexpected. You have no ears for someone like me.

  Dave Eggers

  Men, Waiting, Listening

  Dave Eggers (2007). “What Is the What”, p.142, Vintage

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• Sounds travel through space long after their wave patterns have ceased to be detectable by the human ear: some cut right through the ionosphere and barrel on out into the cosmic heartland, while others bounce around, eventually being absorbed into the vibratory fields of earthly barriers, but in neither case does the energy succumb; it goes on forever - which is why we, each of us, should take pains to make sweet notes.

  Tom Robbins

  Music, Sweet, Pain

  Tom Robbins (2003). “Even Cowgirls Get the Blues”, p.143, Bantam

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• Except for the sound of the rain, on the road, on the roofs, on the umbrella, there was absolute silence: only the dying moan of the sirens continued for a moment or two to vibrate within the ear. It seemed to Scobie later that this was the ultimate border he had reached in happiness: being in darkness, alone, with the rain falling, without love or pity.

  Graham Greene

  Rain, Fall, Two

  Graham Greene (1971). “The heart of the matter”, Vintage

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• ELECTED Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music that I care to hear.

  Gerard Manley Hopkins

  Music, Silence, Care

  'The Habit of Perfection' (written 1866)

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• Well. Then we had the irises, rising beautiful and cool on their tall stalks, like blown glass, like pastel water momentarily frozen in a splash, light blue, light mauve, and the darker ones, velvet and purple, black cat's ears in the sun, indigo shadow, and the bleeding hearts, so female in shape it was a surprise they'd not long since been rooted out. There is something subversive about this garden of Serena's, a sense of buried things bursting upwards, wordlessly, into the light, as if to point, to say: Whatever is silenced will clamor to be heard, though silently.

  Margaret Atwood

  Beautiful, Cat, Heart

  Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.153, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• During the terrible years of the Yekhov terror I spent seventeen months in the prison queues in Leningrad. One day someone ‘identified’ me. Then a woman with lips blue with cold who was standing behind me, and of course had never heard of my name, came out of the numbness which affected us all and whispered in my ear—(we all spoke in whispers there): ‘Could you describe this?’ I said, ‘I can!’ Then something resembling a smile slipped over what had once been her face.

  Anna Akhmatova

  Blue, Numbness, Years

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• The blackness he woke to on those nights was sightless and impenetrable. A blackness to hurt your ears with listening. Often he had to get up. No sound but the wind in the trees. He rose and stood tottering in that cold autistic dark with his arms outheld for balance while the vestibular calculations in his skull cranked out their reckonings.

  Cormac McCarthy

  Hurt, Dark, Night

  Cormac McCarthy (2007). “The Road”, p.13, Vintage

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• The painting showed a hairless, oppressed creature with a head like an inverted pear, its hands clapped in horror to its ears, its mouth open in a vast, soundless scream. Twisted ripples of the creature's torment, echoes of its cry, flooded out into the air surrounding it; the man or woman, whichever it was, had become contained by its own howl. It had covered its ears against its own sound. The creature stood on a bridge and no one else was present; the creature screamed in isolation. Cut off by - or despite - its outcry.

  Philip K. Dick

  Cutting, Men, Echoes

  Philip K. Dick (2008). “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?”, p.130, Ballantine Books

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• You're short on ears and long on mouth.

  John Wayne

  Long, Mouths

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• Staring at the wall opposite him he presented the queen with a view of his ear and awaited her orders.

  Megan Whalen Turner

  Queens, Wall, Views

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• The ear participates, and helps arrange marriages; the eye has already made love with what it sees. The eye knows pleasure, delights in the body's shape: the ear hears words that talk about all this. When hearing takes place, character areas change; but when you see, inner areas change. If all you know about fire is what you have heard see if the fire will agree to cook you! Certain energies come only when you burn. If you long for belief, sit down in the fire! When the ear receives subtly; it turns into an eye. But if words do not reach the ear in the chest, nothing happens.

  Rumi

  Character, Eye, Fire

  Jalāl al-Dīn Rūmī (Maulana), Jelaluddin Rumi, Kabir Helminski, Andrew Harvey (2005). “The Rumi Collection: An Anthology of Translations of Mevlâna Jalâluddin Rumi”, p.46, Shambhala Publications

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• Inside me is the same desperate hope I have watching the ravenous dead and thinking, Oh please, oh please, oh please. The craving inside of me is to be clutched at by some dead girl. To put my ear to her chest and hear nothing. Even getting munched on by zombies beats the idea that I'm only flesh and blood, skin and bone. Demon or angel or evil spirit, I just need something to show itself. Ghoulie or ghosty or long-legged beastie, I just want my hand held.

  Chuck Palahniuk

  Girl, Angel, Thinking

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• The first night Stephen and I slept together, he whispered numbers into my ear: long, high numbers -- distances between planets, seconds in a life. He spoke as if they were poetry, and they became poetry. Later, when he fell asleep, I leaned over him and watched, trying to picture a mathematician's dreams. I concluded that Stephen must dream in abstract, cool designs like Mondrian paintings.

  Peter Cameron

  Dream, Distance, Night

  Peter Cameron (2012). “One Way or Another: Stories”, p.63, Open Road Media

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• It is very well to be able to write a book, but can you waggle your ears?

  James M. Barrie

  Book, Writing, Able

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• How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind.

  Bob Dylan

  Men, Wind, Sky

  "Blowin' in the Wind" (song) (1962)

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• It"s good to keep wide-open ears and listen to what everybody else has to say, but when you come to make a decision, you have to weigh all of what you"ve heard on its own, and place it where it belongs, and come to a decision for yourself; you"ll never regret it. But if you form the habit of taking what someone else says about a thing without checking it out for yourself, you"ll find that other people will have you hating your friends and loving your enemies.

  Malcolm X

  Regret, Hate, People

  "Speech to Civil Rights Workers from Mississippi". malcolmxfiles.blogspot.com. January 1, 1965.

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• Tell me the word that will win you, and I will speak it. I will speak the stars of heaven into a crown for your head; I will speak the flowers of the field into a cloak; I will speak the racing stream into a melody for your ears and the voices of a thousand larks to sing it; I will speak the softness of night for your bed and the warmth of summer for your coverlet; I will speak the brightness of flame to light your way and the luster of gold to shine in your smile; I will speak until the hardness in you melts away and your heart is free.

  Stephen R. Lawhead

  Summer, Stars, Flower

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• Remember though, your best weapon is between your ears and under your scalp -provided it's loaded.

  Robert A. Heinlein

  Weapons, Remember, Loaded

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• Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you/ That you may be my poem/ I whisper with my lips close to your ear/ I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you.

  Walt Whitman

  Men, Hands, Leaves Of Grass

  Walt Whitman, “To You”

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• Rumour is information distilled so finely that it can filter through anything. It does not need doors and windows -- sometimes it does not need people. It can exist free and wild, running from ear to ear without ever touching lips.

  Terry Pratchett

  Running, Doors, People

  Terry Pratchett (2008). “Feet Of Clay: (Discworld Novel 19)”, p.84, Random House

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• If there are words and wrongs like knives, whose deep inflicted lacerations never heal - cutting injuries and insults of serrated and poison-dripping edge - so, too, there are consolations of tone too fine for the ear not fondly and for ever to retain their echo: caressing kindnesses - loved, lingered over through a whole life, recalled with unfaded tenderness, and answering the call with undimmed shine, out of that raven cloud foreshadowing Death himself.

  Charlotte Bronte

  Kindness, Cutting, Clouds

  Charlotte Bronte (2009). “Villette”, p.475, The Floating Press

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