Ever hear of the phrase, Banging you're head on a brick wall?" Ah, but you forget, Darren, vampires can break brick walls with their heads.
hearing women singing about themselves - rather than men singing about women - makes everything seem wonderfully clear, and possible
Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.
But don’t ever let me hear those words leave those beautifully pink lips of yours.” He warned her playfully. “Evo’s just fine.
I want you to say it, so I know you'll never forget. I want to hear you say my name.
Damn and double damn the man. So much for I am woman, hear me roar. More like I am gobsmacked, watch me drool.
I’m glad I went to prison," Grant rasped in Sophie’s ear, so quietly only she could hear. "Because then I found you.
Everyone just wasting time because they have so much of it to waste, minutes slipping by on who's with who and did you hear.
Pressed against her I can hear eternity -- hollow, lonely spaces and currents that churn ceaselessly, and the fallen snow welcomes the falling snow with a whispered "Hush".
I hear you say 'Why?' Always 'Why?' You see things; and you say 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say 'Why not?
Never give up praying! God loves to hear you call upon Him. He will answer you in His beautiful timing.
Throughout the hours of the night, though there had been few to hear it, the whole sky had been loud with the singing of these constellations.
Could she smell my breath? Could she hear my cursed circular heart beat revolving like the crime it is in my deathly chest?
The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration.
Seeing yourself in print is such an amazing concept: you can get so much attention without having to actually show up somewhere... You don't have to dress up, for instance, and you can't hear them boo you right away.
It's an interesting and demanding art to do voices. I have been told so many times that I have a distinctive voice, but of course, I don't hear my own voice as others do, so I don't know.
It's a pity that if someone who has a really profoundly potent art to share chooses not to or doesn't fit into this very thin slice of what's desirable and marketable, chances are the public will never get a chance to hear what they're doing.
When we hear some beautiful piece of Mozart or admire a wonderful building, we suddenly become present in ourselves. That's unusual nowadays because dishevelment and distraction have become an art form.
I’m so silent I can hardly hear myself think. But that’s why I bought the scissors and the condom.
Grant not my prayers, when they are contrary to Thy will, which at all times must be the best. Oh, hear them not;
...it saddens me that she has to grow up and make friends with humans. I hear the future coming for her. Stomp, stomp, stomp.
