Quotes About Listening

Nešto od ljudske istine ostane uvek za one koji ih strpljivo slušaju ili ?itaju.

Ko u Sarajevu provodi no? budan u krevetu, taj može da ?uje glasove sarajevske no?i.

But none the less, by some unwritten rule, they all quietly listened to the end of the song and, patient and enduring, did not reveal their mood, but only looked into the glasses before them where, on the shining surface of the plum-brandy, they seemed to see the victories so desired, the fights, the heroes, the glory and the glitter, such as existed nowhere in the world.

There are those moments when you simply need to be "with" someone, to listen and give her the opportunity to spin all of the chaos out of her mind before you speak or offer advice. When

When we really want to hear, and be heard by, someone we love, we do not go rushing into noisy crowds. Silence is a form of intimacy. That's how we experience it with our friends and lovers. As relationships grow deeper and more intimate, we spend more and more quiet time alone with our lover. We talk in low tones about the things that matter. We do not shout them to each other. We may shout about them to others, but quietness is the hallmark of love.

Leaders who want to show sensitivity should listen often and long and talk short and seldom. Many so-called leaders are too busy to listen. True leaders know that time spent listening is well invested.

True leaders know that time spent listening is well invested.

When people tell you their problems do not be dismissive of them and their feelings.

Into the night, in the dark, he lay beside her, listening to her breathe. He knew the varied and sundry reasons a man would kill. But none were more fierce, none were more vital than to hold safe what he loved.

I married a cop." "I told you not to." Now he laughed, and kissed her again where her brow had furrowed. "And would I listen? I'm damn good at being married to a cop.

But sitting in her own home, with a real meal, and a man who not only listened but got it? She'd won life's trifecta.

Also the air: the air is full of sighs and cries. These are never lost: if you listen carefully, with a sympathetic ear, you can hear them echoing forever within the second sphere.

You asked me to speak. If this is a problem, the solution is not to get defensive because you don't like what you hear. The answer is to not invite me to talk. iAm ~ Lover At Last

You asked me to speak. If this is a problem, the solution is not to get defensive because you don't like what you hear. The answer is to not invite me to talk.

she said his name. Twice. And didn't it make him glad that even though he had no voice, his ears worked just fine.

Getting up from her seat, she walked over to him and— Slap. As Beth followed through with her palm, the sharp cracking sound faded in the room and her beloved mate shut up. Staring at him calmly, she said, "And now that I have your attention and you're not ranting and raving like a lunatic, I'd appreciate your telling me where I can find whatever they sent us.

I'm rambling." "And I could listen to you talk for hours, so don't focus on my account." "Yeah, well…focus is important." "Only if you're a microscope." She smiled a little.

I would be obliged if you would simply sit in the corner and listen. Or are the Irish incapable of such a feat?' 'Oh, it's been known,' Devlin said. 'But not often.

And what does the rain say at night in a small town, what does the rain have to say? Who walks beneath dripping melancholy branches listening to the rain? Who is there in the rain's million-needled blurring splash, listening to the grave music of the rain at night, September rain, September rain, so dark and soft? Who is there listening to steady level roaring rain all around, brooding and listening and waiting, in the rain-washed, rain-twinkled dark of night?

Y de pronto sentí lo que siempre siento cuando trato de explicar el Dharma a la gente, a Alvah, a mi madre, a mis parientes, a mis novias, a todo el mundo: nunca escuchan, siempre quieren que yo les escuche a ellos, porque ellos saben y yo no sé nada, sólo soy un inútil y u idiota que no entiende el auténtico significado y la gran importancia de este mundo tan real.

Accept loss forever Be submissive to everything, open, listening No fear or shame in the dignity of your experience, language, knowledge Be in love with your life.

Some bands I'm obsessed with but I get sick of listening to their music after a while, but that hasn't happened with Twin Peaks.

Twitter is my bar. I sit at the counter and listen to the conversations, starting others, feeling the atmosphere.

I have 1.4 million followers on Twitter. I get very interesting, sometimes very diverse input from my followers. So it's sort of like this water cooler, digital water cooler, if you want to think about it, where you go and you listen to conversations that are happening that perhaps will shape your thinking.