Quotes About Ears

Jayfeather's ears swiveled toward Brightheart. The white-and-ginger elder was wheezing louder than ever.

They were black, white, and gray, with black around their eyes and white around their muzzles," Leafstar replied. "They walk on four legs like we do, but they can stand on their hind paws like a Twoleg. And they can grip things like a Twoleg, with their front and back paws. Their ears are like ours, but they have short, pointed muzzles like a fox.

You idiot!" she spat, flattening her ears. "What are you doing in my territory?" "Drowning?" replied Graystripe.

And finally, an intern pushing the metal show box: see the cow, the purple of the hide barely perceptible, blood seeping from the small holes punched by a .22, ears tagged with plastic. Shitting itself, despite the tranquilizers, out of terror at being nearly real.

Youth is pert and positive, Age modest and doubting: So Ears of Corn when young and light, stand bolt upright, but hang their Heads when weighty, full, and ripe.

Creditors are a kind of people that have the sharpest eyes and ears, as well as the best memories of any in the world.

Not at all do I trust augurs, who enrich the ears of others, so that they can enrich their own homes with gold.

I'd let the words run over my brain and out my ears, like a terrified cancer patient hearing all that coded jargon and understanding nothing, except that it was very bad news.

I sometimes clean my ears up to five times a day. Even having buds in the same room makes me want to have a go. When I'm in India, the cheap ones freak me out because I worry they'll drop off inside my ear. In the U.K., I like Johnson's.

I've had tinnitus for about ten years, and since I started protecting my ears it hasn't got any worse - touch wood.

I was actually tone deaf until I had tumors in my ears - I had very small ear canals - removed. Once they fixed that, I was actually able to sing in a pleasant manner.

I'm always calling my doctor because I'm constantly injuring myself while on the road, like tearing a ligament, blasting my ears or losing my voice. Plus, I'm a total hypochondriac.

More likely it was boxed in a closet after his death, an enduring embarrassment like a dead minister's porn stash or an old soldier's necklace of dried ears or collection of Nazi paraphernalia.

Sin embargo, lo dicho: esto eran sólo noticias de periódico. Con nuestros propios ojos y oídos no veíamos ni escuchábamos nada muy distinto a lo que ya de por sí nos habíamos acostumbrado a oír en los últimos años. Uniformes pardos en las calles, desfiles, gritos de Heil y, por lo demás, business as usual.

Elizabeth Bennett had been obliged, by the scarcity of gentlemen, to sit down for two dances; and during part of that time, Mr. Darcy had been standing near enough (some twenty yards away -- well within the reach of her extraordinary ears) for her to hear a conversation between him and Mr. Bingley...

Lord, you call us out of captivity into the freedom of your beloved community. As we pass through the wilderness spaces of our lives, grant us ears to hear you, eyes to see you, and hearts that ache for you, that we might not turn away from the brothers and sisters who help us remember who we are. Amen.

Lord, you have appointed some to be prophets; give us ears to hear and mouths to speak. You have appointed some to sing of your goodness in the streets; make us bold to celebrate you. You have called some to be still, listen, and act; give us steadiness of mind and singularity of purpose. Amen.

us the ability to think with your mind, to hear with your ears, to see with your eyes, to speak with your mouth, to walk with your feet, to love with your heart. We ask this through Christ our Lord. Amen.

Miki took her hands away from her ears. "Yup. I'm a very good girl." Craig grimaced. "Don't say that." "Why?" "Because to guys it just means you swallow.

Dachshunds have their own agenda and can be stubborn about seeing their plans through to completion. What Rosie lacked in consistency, she made up for in enthusiasm. Most of the time when I called her name, she sprinted back, her long ears cocked and flying like a little girl's pigtails. Each encounter was a glorious reunion, even if we'd been parted for only a minute or two. I had never felt so loved.

The gorilla's fur was very black against the green leaves. She had large nostrils and small ears. Her bright brown eyes were full of mischief.

There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief.

This will be Great Mam's last spring. Her last June apples. Her last fresh roasting ears from the garden.

Joy is in the ears that hear, not in the mouth that speaks. The world has few stories glad in themselves, and we must have gay ears to defy Despite.