You have two eyes, and two ears, but only one mouth. This is so because you are supposed to look and listen more than you talk.
Golf is played between the ears and if you are not 100 percent focused on what you are trying to do, then people will go past you no matter who you are.
We have a version of Firefox for mobile devices, codenamed Fennec. That's a type of fox - South American, I think, with giant ears.
Just because you fall down doesnt mean your hurt in the process yet mabey you found your lost ear ring
The simplest secret of reaching any place is to start walking! If people say you can’t reach there, close your ears to them and continue walking!
All civilized wo/men are prostitutes: Some sell what's between their legs; the rest sell what's between their ears.
To hear how much of a great human being you were — even if you really weren’t — open your ears at your funeral.
It takes only one bad amp to turn your ears to oatmeal: That's how old hippies became Yanni fans.
Far more wondrous than the wonders of the world are wonders of the human body . . .the Eyes, the Ears, the Nose, the Mouth, the Hands, the Head and the Heart. -RVM
Far more wondrous than the wonders of the world are wonders of the human body . . . the Eyes, the Ears, the Nose, the Mouth, the Hands, the Head and the Heart. -RVM
I'm channelling my 14-year-old self. She's thinking about putting on her big hoop earrings and baggy pants and going to the mall downtown.
I strain to hear, but my old ears, for all their obscene hugeness, pick up nothing but snippets:
I know that I've got big ears and a big forehead and that my hair sticks up. But I'm happy with myself. I'm not necessarily trying to win a beauty pageant here.
How is it possible that a being with such sensitive jewels as the eyes, such enchanted musical instruments as the ears, and such fabulous arabesque of nerves as the brain can experience itself anything less than a god.
When the punk thing came along and I heard my friends saying, I hate these people with the pins in their ears. I said, Thank God, something got their attention.
I have found life an enjoyable, enchanting, active, and sometime terrifying experience, and I've enjoyed it completely. A lament in one ear, maybe, but always a song in the other.
If you wish to spare yourself and your venerable family, give heed to my advice with the ear of intelligence. If you do not, you will see what God has willed.
Nonfiction speaks to the head. Fiction speaks to the heart. Poetry speaks to the soul. It's the essence of beauty. The essence of pain. It pleases the eye and the ear.
To not be self-conscious of your appearance is huge, and something that I desperately hope to carry into film at some point in my useless life - to not be thinking, 'My ear looks weird from this angle, why is the camera over there?'
Education makes us more stupid than the brutes. A thousand voices call to us on every hand, but our ears are stopped with wisdom.
All I want is for people to listen to it with unbiased ears, and decide for themselves. I just don't want them to be dictated to by the media, or have preconceptions about it. If you like it, great. If you don't, fair enough.
