It's an ear job, not an eye job.
The body's like a huge ear. It's as simple as that.
The Coachman: How would you blokes like to make some real money? [Lays a large bag of money on the table] Foulfellow: Well! And who do we have to, eh... [Makes throat-slashing motion] The Coachman: No, no. Nothing like that. You see... [Looks around ...
Her ears, lightly fringed with white that looked silver, lifted and moved, back, forward, listening and sensing. Her face turned, slightly, after each new sensation, alert. Her tail moved, in another dimension, as if its tip was catching messages her...
All round there was a rising tide of beer, widow Désir's barrels had all been broached, beer had rounded all paunches and was overflowing in all directions, from noses, eyes - and elsewhere. People were so blown out and higgledy-piggledy, that every...
Shinji slowly fell forward onto his face. Debris bounced up on impact. It took less than thirty seconds for the rest of his body to die. The memento of his beloved uncle--the earring worn by the woman he loved--was now stained with the blood running ...
Is it not curious, that so vast a being as the whale should see the world through so small an eye, and hear the thunder through an ear which is smaller than a hare's? But if his eyes were broad as the lens of Herschel's great telescope; and his ears ...
...when you put on your shortest dress, please leave some mystery in it. That's the difference between a miniskirt and a ho-skirt. A ho-skirt shows your Frisbee. A miniskirt shows just enough to cause some mystery. What these young women lack is myst...
Where are we—” Kyungsoo yelps as Jongin practically throws him over the window pane of a filthy-rich looking convertible, a treacherous little thing parked up against the curb, all black exteriors and plush white interiors, not even bothering to ...
The finest music in the room is that which streams out to the ear of the spirit in many an exquisite strain from the little shelf of books on the opposite wall. Every volume there is an instrument which some melodist of the mind created and set vibra...
[observing the car wreck] Detective Neal Domgaard: [holds up an evidence bag containing a pearl earing] The boys found this on the floor in the back of the caddy. Detective Harry McKnight: Yeah, I know. They showed me. Detective Neal Domgaard: Could ...
Mr. Potato Head: [while playing Battleship] Ah, ha. B-3. Hamm: Miss. G-6. Mr. Potato Head: Aw, you sunk it! [Hamm chuckles] Mr. Potato Head: Are you peeking? Hamm: Hey, quit your whining and pay up. [Mr. Potato Head plls off one of his ears] Hamm: No...
We live in such an age of chatter and distraction. Everything is a challenge for the ears and eyes.
Gender is between your ears and not between your legs.
What the eyes see and the ears hear, the mind believes.
I don't have a Bluetooth thing on my ear. That bugs me.
It is true that the eyes dominate the ears in our time.
The Infinite is the distance between both ears.
Astonishing how tea opens the ears.
I know grammar by ear only, not by note, not by the rules.
Choose a wife rather by your ear than your eye.
