Quotes About Listening

but that apart he entirely talks about me- where do I live now, what am I reading, have I got a new play on but in that kind of half-attentive way politicians have, asking questions but scarcely listening to the answers- royalty, I imagine similarly.

She listened to a life's story that was, she discovered, richer than it was sad.

Say nothing," Essada suggested. "It makes you more tolerable.

I've found that most people do a lot of talking and they wind up not saying very much. Especially adults when they're talking to children. It's kind of like they enjoy talking at you but not to you. They want you to listen to them all the time, but they don't want to listen to you. I think that's pretty stupid. Just because you're small doesn't mean you don't have some important things to say.

There's a Blarina merchant there named Ohn Gos who is afflicted with the sorry habit of listening sympathetically.

So whether you're participating in an online conversation or reading a book by yourself, your experience is a readerly one and a responsive one. The most significant difference is that reading a book is dialogically asymmetrical: you learn about the book, about its characters and perhaps its author, but none of them learns anything about you. I'm not convinced that this is necessarily regrettable: many of us should probably spend more time just listening, rather than insisting on being heard.

The fundamental difference between civilized and indigenous ways of being is that for even the most open-minded of the civilized, listening to the natural world is a metaphor. For traditional indigenous peoples it is not a metaphor; it is how you relate to the real world.

So many indigenous people have said to me that the fundamental difference between Western and indigenous ways of being is that even the most open-minded westerners generally view listening to the natural world as a metaphor, as opposed to the way the world really is. Trees and rocks and rivers really do have things to say to us.

My father used to say, "Don't raise your voice. Improve your argument."

Don't raise your voice, improve your argument." [ Address at the Nelson Mandela Foundation in Houghton, Johannesburg, South Africa , 23 November 2004]

My father always used to say, "Don't raise your voice. Improve your argument." Good sense does not always lie with the loudest shouters, nor can we say that a large, unruly crowd is always the best arbiter of what is right.

you can't read the Vedas; they're meant to be heard. Just the way you can't read the Beatles—you've got to hear them! There

Ancient Hindus believed, wisdom must never be given. It has to be taken.

Those who believed they were righteous never listened.

Empathy enables exchange

Thus, showing does not guarantee seeing. Telling does not guarantee hearing.

Overhearing The Gita I

The Gita we overhear is essentially that which is narrated by a man with no authority but infinite sight (Sanjaya) to a man with no sight but full authority (Dhritarashtra). This peculiar structure of the narrative draws attention to the vast gap between what is told (gyana) and what is heard (vi-gyana).

Probably we each could point to times in our own lives when if we had listened to someone's advice, we, too, could have avoided many problems.

I'd hoped being tapped meant they were willing to listen to someone like me. Apparently, what it really meant is that they hoped they could make someone like me listen to them.

Prayer is when you talk to God; meditation is when you listen to God.

Some of the revenues have simply moved elsewhere (to streaming services, say), but there is a lot of free listening. The gap between what a consumer pays and the value he or she receives from the purchase is called "consumer surplus," and the growing prevalence of zero-priced goods and services online seems to be increasing consumer surplus.14

The man who heard the land was not farming, was not hunting, was not gathering wood for the log pile beside the house, but was an ordinary man driving on a highway, and the car stopped, and he heard the land. He thought it might have been the wind he heard, but knew it was the land. He couldn't understand the words, but he knew the land was speaking.

You listen to people, you listen so deeply that you can hear their past lives, The crackle of their funeral pyres,