From two ears that had grown side by side, the grains of one shot up joyfully into the light, projecting themselves into the future, and the grains from the other lay still in the earth and rotted; and nobody knew why.
We suspect Dr. Clutterbuck's sense of hearing must be injured: for him the 'ear trumpet' magnifies but distorts sound, rendering it less distinct than before.
In this tour around the world I was not interested in contemporary buildings because I had seen contemporary buildings actually until they came out of my ears in a sense.
No music is so charming to my ear as the requests of my friends, and the supplications of those in want of my assistance.
I'm looking more like my dogs every day - it must be the shaggy fringe and the ears.
Imagine how weird phones would look if your mouth was nowhere near your ears.
For years we've been playing and writing songs that sound happy. And yet if you listen, the words are all like "My brains are falling out of my ears; would someone please pull me together?"
Illusion starts between the ears. If the person doing illusion doesn't believe it, then the audience doesn't believe it. Seeing the picture in your head will allow the audience to see it in their heads.
When no food is given to the ear, Then let a little be given to the stomach.
The steady pressure to consume, absorb, participate, receive, by eye, ear, mouth, and mail involves a cruelty to intestines, blood pressure, and psyche unparalleled in history.
Salvation, O the joyful sound! 'Tis pleasure to our ears; A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears.
A person does not hear sound only through the ears; he hears sound through every pore of his body. It permeates the entire being.
Taste, that eternal wanderer, which flies From head to ears, and now from ears to eyes.
My father had a varied ear, from Hank Williams to Ravel.
I'm a pretty private person, so I'd like to say I'm a good ear and that I keep my mouth shut.
Birds. . . scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth. They know the truth. Screaming bloody murder all over the world in our ears, but sadly we don't speak bird.
Dogs don't just like us, they love us, and they admire us. The big reason they admire us is we invented cars. They're like, "Yes, we get to go somewhere!" Go somewhere faster, with their head out the window, and their ears, like, "Yes! Yes!"
There's no one I trust in show business more than Sabrina Wind. She's my eyes and ears when I can't be there. She weighs in on everything, from scripts to sets to advertising.
I'm the one who requires a nice scratch behind my ears, and then I'll tap my toe, and that'll be fine.
I don't write music for sissy ears.