Quotes About Listening

The concept of transcending duality, that is, of going beyond the notions of pleasing and distasteful, should be applied to the realm of rhetoric. When you are listening to someone expound on his or her ideas (or if you are reading them as a letter, e-mail or news story) endeavor to stop yourself from forming any opinion of the speaker's views. The goal is neither to agree nor to disagree.

In listening to a subliminal tape, a person listens to 'nothing' to achieve 'something.' When a person plays a subliminal tape there exists in that person's being an Intention. That intention is then projected into the Great Silence of the unheard subliminals. The subliminals are in a sense words from the Realm of No-Thought, in that they aren't heard by the conscious mind. From this realm of Voidness springs all manifestation.

In listening to a subliminal recording, a person listens to 'nothing' to achieve 'something.' When a person plays a subliminal recording there exists in that person's being an Intention. That intention is then projected into the Great Silence of the unheard subliminal messages. The subliminal messages are in a sense words from the Realm of No-Thought, in that they aren't heard by the conscious mind. From this realm of Voidness springs all manifestation.

Now there is nothing in this world I abominate worse, than to be interrupted in a story...

a poem is only finished when the last reader has read it or listened to it.

No one, she had learned from experience, could stand such silence for long. If you waited long enough, someone would start talking, and more often than not they would give you a chance to press further, to crack the conversation open and scoop out what you needed to know.

She waited, letting the uneasy silence grow. No one, she had learned from experience, could stand such silence for long. If you waited long enough, someone would start talking, and more often than not they would give you a chance to press further, to crack the conversation open and scoop out what you needed to know.

She would listen and listen, waiting for them to come and find her. We didn't know , Hannah thinks. We would have come.

There is so much they need to say.

Listen, I've been thinking. 8 million people. All those stories passing from mouth to ear. Would one person be compelled. One out of 8 million. A fraction of a fraction. But not nothing. Absorbing that story. Passing it on. Listen. Somewhere out there, saying to others at last. Listen. This isn't right. None of them are sure how this will work. Where they will go. How they will find their way. But it is not impossible and right now that feels like enough.

He had been the only one listening for so long.

The things that go unsaid are often the things that eat at you - whether because you didn't get to have your say, or because the other person never got to hear you and really wanted to.

Be a good listener. Encourage others to talk about themselves. Remember that the people you are talking to are a hundred times more interested in themselves and their wants and problems than they are in you and your problems.

For everyone death has a look. Death will come with your eyes. It will be like terminating a vice, as seen in the mirror a dead face re-emerging, like listening to closed lips. We'll go down the abyss in silence. — Cesar Pavese, from "Death Will Come With Your Eyes," Verrà la morte e avrà i tuoi occhi . Translation by Linh Dinh (Einaudi 1966) Originally published 1951.

I've begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own.

When a person comes to talk to you, you should be patient and listen. Especially if he has hurt you in any way.

I've begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own.

You can listen to silence, Reuven. I've begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own. It talks to me sometimes. I feel myself alive in it. It talks. And I can hear it. ... You have to want to listen to it, and then you can hear it. It has a strange, beautiful texture. It doesn't always talk. Sometimes - sometimes it cries, and you can hear the pain of the world in it. It hurts to listen to it then. But you have to.

Even though friends say they are interested in your life, they never really want to talk about you as much as you want them to. (68)

May you hear the voice of wisdom. Listening, may you act with trust.

To his great relief she recommended no course of action. She listened. She didn't believe in giving advice, even when asked.

When I'm writing, I'm waiting to see somebody, and I'm waiting to hear them. It's almost like conjuring spirits out of the air, using your own imaginative instability.

Jimmy liked to control his environment. He didn't drink, so no one took a drink in his presence. He didn't smoke, so nobody lit up around him. Sometimes he'd get all riled up. He'd get impatient and he'd do things that would remind you of a kid scratching chicken pox. You couldn't tell him he was going to end up with pockmarks. You couldn't say a word. You just listened. Jimmy

God would reveal "Himself to anyone who would "listen," and that "He" had a minutely detailed plan for every human life. The sheer chutzpah of this belief is positively breathtaking. It's the most grandiose excuse imaginable for the evasion of individual thought, responsibility, and decision making.