When I saw how the European Union was developing, it was very obvious what they had in mind was not democratic. In Britain, you vote for a government so the government has to listen to you, and if you don't like it you can change it.
Time to write and sing, to laugh, to listen, to discover, to cry, to love music.
There's a story... a legend, about a bird that sings just once in its life. From the moment it leaves its nest, it searches for a thorn tree... and never rests until it's found one. And then it sings... more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. And singing, it impales itself on the longest, sharpest thorn. But, as it dies, it rises above its own agony, to outsing the lark and the nightingale. The thorn bird pays its life for just one song, but the whole world stills to listen, and God in his heaven smiles.
When you take time with God and listen to His voice, He renews your strength and enables you to handle life.
In training, you listen to your body. In competition, you tell your body to shut up.
When we are listened to, it creates us, makes us unfold and expand. Ideas actually begin to grow within us and come to life.
Yet no one hears his own remarks as prose.
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft; and gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
When I speak of the gifted listener, I am thinking of the nonmusician primarily, of the listener who intends to retain his amateur status. It is the thought of just such a listener that excites the composer in me.
Again and again one can listen: this is my opinion, I think this or that... As if it matters, what one or the other thinks! The point is much more to what the truth is!
How often have we all come to that crucial point in a painting where it is practically 'begging' us to stop before we ruin it? We have all had that experience and we risk failure, or at the least mediocrity, if we ignore the voice in our art.
Listen to them! How wholly infused with God is this one big word of love that we call the world!
History is a conversation and sometimes a shouting match between present and past, though often the voices we most want to hear are barely audible.
Your subconscious protects you. It's all about listening to it.
Rather than listening to music while you paint, listen to the sort of wisdom that can help grow your career.
No matter what you do, you're always hearing something.
the voices of our ancestors telling of our glorious past, our culture, and what it means to be an Indian.
When I have listened to my mistakes, I have grown.
Listen to the mustn'ts, child. Listen to the don'ts. Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me... Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.
Love begins with listening.
In true meditation the emphasis is on being awareness; not on being aware of objects, but on resting as primordial awareness itself. Primordial awareness is the source in which all objects arise and subside. As you gently relax into awareness, into listening, the mind's compulsive contraction around objects will fade. Awareness naturally returns to its non-state of absolute unmanifest potential, the silent abyss beyond all knowing.
It seemed rather incongruous that in a society of super sophisticated communication, we often suffer from a shortage of listeners.
To listen closely and reply well is the highest perfection we are able to attain in the art of conversation.
We need silence to be able to touch souls.
I know you think you understand what you thought I said, but I'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.
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