Middle Age is that perplexing time of life when we hear two voices calling us, one saying, 'Why not?' and the other, 'Why bother?'
I've been hearing it a lot, especially in the last few years; people will say things to me like "Well, if only I was like you in that movie," or "If only I could be with someone like you in that movie. " And, you know, it's very flattering to hear that.
And it is that one percent, the heads of large corporations, who control the policies of news media and determine what you and I hear on radio, read in the newspapers, see on television. It is more important for us to think about where the media gets its information.
You will remember some of what you hear; much of what you read; more of what you see, and almost all of what you experience and understand fully.
I hear Seven Cities natives grow fruit just so they can eat the larvae in them.
If I had a lover who wanted to hear from me every day, I would break with him.
Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living.
Our Heavenly Father loves us. He sent His Only Begotten Son to be our Savior. He knew that in mortality we would be in grave danger, the worst of it from the temptations of a terrible adversary. That is one of the reasons why the Savior has provided priesthood keys so that those with ears to hear and faith to obey could go to places of safety.
The American vice would be sometimes speaking too loudly. You can always hear American people on the trains!
There's the Ronald Reagan cupped-ear gambit. The press is deliberately and systematically kept away from him. All you hear is a bunch of monkeys screaming at him when they could easily have been brought right up and the president could have stood and talked in a conversational tone.
Buddha had said: "Each of us is a God. Each of us knows all. We need only open our minds to hear our own wisdom.
I do like the immediacy of audience's reaction. I like when I can hear the stillness and I know that they're with us.
I listened to them fade away till all I could hear was my memory of the sound.
To see, to hear, means nothing. To recognize (or not to recognize) means everything.
I see badly, I hear badly, and I feel bad, but everything's fine.
An educator never says what he himself thinks, but only that which he thinks it is good for those whom he is educating to hear.
The longer one is alone, the easier it is to hear the song of the earth.
Same thing with harmonies. If you hear something that harmonically is interesting, express it. So that's what I'm saying about talking the music rather than just playing through.
Personally as a rider, I find the helmet distracts me. I can't hear as well and I can't see as well. I also believe loud pipes save lives and my pipes straight through with no baffles in them.
When I listen to Radio 1 and hear five different tracks in a row using old disco samples, well that's plagiarism, that's taking other people's music.
