I never had little brothers, so I was totally not used to hearing a lot of cussing at a young age! I learned what ‘pull my finger’ meant the hard way.
I feel warm toward my Irish side, but I don’t know the country or the people. Hearing a traditional Irish fiddle, I feel very connected to Ireland, but that’s a nostalgia many people feel who aren’t Irish at all.
I think people could get obsessed with the idea of perfection. So with that, you kind of stray away from your raw imperfections. Like, I don’t think people realize that people are OK with you missing a note here or hearing the rasp in your voice.
Swaying to new beats, hearing old favorites, and drinking expensive beer are ageless pastimes.
Freedom of expression and freedom of speech aren’t really important unless they’re heard. The freedom of hearing is as important as the freedom of speaking.
There isn’t really precedent for asylum seekers’ being criminally prosecuted at the border before they’ve had a ‘credible fear’ hearing. You come seeking asylum. Seeking asylum is not illegal.
Nothing is more powerful than hearing from former members of the group that ISIS is not creating an Islamist utopia in the areas it controls, but a hell on earth.
‘Dark Side of the Moon’ was one of my father’s favorite records, which I obviously didn’t understand when I was young. To be honest, I don’t really have too many memories of hearing it, but I definitely have memories of the cover.
Hearing aids didn’t cause any problem with my social life, my career, no problem at all, and I’ve been wearing them for a long time. As a matter of fact, once I became an entertainer and started working on television, I was probably the first performer to talk about hearing problems on the air.
I remember seeing the Olympics when I was 13. I always wanted to know how it felt to stand on top of the podium hearing your country’s anthem while watching your flag being raised in something you poured your heart and soul into.
One of my principal childhood memories is hearing one of the Liszt Hungarian Rhapsodies waft throughout the house.
A lot of praise is given to very mediocre work. Critics have lost their taste, hearing, and eyesight.
I am an English major in school with an emphasis in creative writing. I think hearing Maya Angelou speak at school last year was one of the best moments Stanford, at least, intellectually, had to offer.
If I do three interviews in a day, I can be exhausted, because the process of hearing everyone requires that I empty out myself. While I’m listening, my own judgments and prejudices certainly come up. But I know I won’t get anything unless I get those things out of the way.
One thing I’m hearing a lot is from teachers who have felt that there’s something wrong with the extreme group learning, but felt like they couldn’t say that out loud. And apparently the discussion is now opening up. I think change is going to be a long time coming.
We respect the role of the Senate. We respect the authority of the Senate to look at the qualifications of Judge Roberts, and at the end of the day I’m optimistic that if given a fair hearing and a fair opportunity, that he will be confirmed.
The thing about working in Hollywood is that, at some point, you really get tired of hearing how godless you are, and how if you and the rest of the heathens in Tinsel town would put more God-centric shows on TV, people wouldn’t be abandoning prime time in favor of their Bible study classes.
My grammar school caught on to the fact that the reason I was falling asleep in class was that I was doing working men’s clubs till 10 or 11 at nights. My mother was told I shouldn’t do it anymore. Of course, I was bringing in money to the family, so nobody liked hearing that.
People feel compelled to continue reading and hearing the news. Sometimes, you just want somebody to be yelling at it with you as you’re reading it. I think of that as my function.
If it’s genuinely new, when people are hearing it, they’re not really gonna be comfortable because they haven’t heard it a thousand times before.
When I moved to Beijing in 2005 to write, I was accustomed to hearing the story of China’s transformation told in vast, sweeping strokes – involving one fifth of humanity and great pivots of politics and economics.
The thing you realize when you get into studying neuroscience, even a little bit, is that everything is connected to everything else. So it’s as if the brain is trying to use everything at its disposal – what it is seeing, what it is hearing, what is the temperature, past experience.
Cable’s on fire. Traditional broadcast TV’s hearing a death knell. I sample as much television as possible. I like ‘Homeland,’ ‘Game of Thrones,’ ‘Veep.’ Now reinvention’s important.
If hearing that the CEO of Apple is gay can help someone struggling to come to terms with who he or she is, or bring comfort to anyone who feels alone, or inspire people to insist on their equality, then it’s worth the trade-off with my own privacy.
Once you appreciate one of your blessings, one of your senses, your sense of hearing, then you begin to respect the sense of seeing and touching and tasting, you learn to respect all the senses.
That’s the one thing I don’t like hearing, when someone says, ‘We’ll see what happens, see what happens here, see what happens there.’ Forget all of that.
If I were offered a cochlear implant today, I would prefer not to have one. But that’s not a statement about hearing aids or cochlear implants. It’s about who you are.
I get really tired of hearing of all these old rockers whine and complain about how hard life on the road can be. Just stop if you don’t like it. I don’t think of it as work. I love it all.
Number of people have said to me, after hearing your thinking, their mind becomes much more happier.
You hear a lot about God these days: God, the beneficent; God, the all-great; God, the Almighty; God, the most powerful; God, the giver of life; God, the creator of death. I mean, we’re hearing about God all the time, so we better learn how to deal with it. But if we know anything about God, God is arbitrary.
I’m tired of hearing about money, money, money, money, money. I just want to play the game, drink Pepsi, wear Reebok.
I don’t enjoy hearing myself talk.
Using a first-person narrator is simply a matter of hearing the voice inside yourself.
I think you can appreciate different interpretations. Art is not a contest. I can even appreciate hearing someone play something in a way that I wouldn’t.
My hearing has suffered seriously; just now I am obliged to have the assistance of an ear trumpet. Think of that, my beauty! – There ‘s a state for your old Lover to be in! – No more tender whisperings! Imagine sweet confessions to be made through an ear trumpet!
The movie that’s had the most effect on me is Jaws. To this day when I’m in the ocean, I’m hearing that music.
‘The Muppet Show’ was huge. I watched it all the time as a kid, and I really loved the way they used music on that. I also remember hearing the radio in the car as a kid, like Stevie Wonder and Simon and Garfunkel.
I have a condition called Menieres disease which is a problem with fluid retention in the inner ear. It has four symptoms: ringing in the ear, pressure in the ear, fluctuating hearing loss, and attacks of vertigo.
Dante Alighieri is a universal poet, and great creators, they are writing for everybody always. Every single verse is very moving, and the beauty – if we don’t understand, we just stay listening to the sound and it’s like hearing music.
When hearing aids were first mentioned, I pictured myself as that old geezer at the back of the church with the whistling ear trumpet, but you can’t see these Phonak hearing aids, and people don’t realise you’ve got them in.
‘Hot Fuss’ was all based on fantasy. The English influences, the makeup – they were what I imagined rock was. I’m a dreamer, you know? So I dug into that dream and made ‘Hot Fuss.’ But hearing people call us ‘the best British band from America’ made me wonder about my family and who I was.
I’m hearing echoes of Bill Clinton, circa 1996, in President Obama’s reelection rhetoric.
I don’t get tired of hearing that somebody liked my work.
I had given up the guitar between ’75 and ’78. I completely lost interest. I was sick of hearing other guitar players and I was tired of my tunes.
An agent saw one of the plays I did at ACT, but my mom was like, No, she’s too young. I became so annoying that a year and a half later she just couldn’t stand hearing me any more!
If you walk into a room and one hundred people say, ‘You are a lovely, beautiful person’, who isn’t going to be affected by that? But you have to tell yourself not to value that. You have to tell yourself – or at least I do – to not become accustomed to hearing applause in any way, because I think that’s dangerous.
I search for different tonalities in my taps. But my greatest pleasure is hearing a note I haven’t heard before, hearing a chord that sparks something new.
You don’t have to always be the smartest person in the room, but if you listen and absorb what you are hearing, you will be ahead of the game.
I have to say that it was working with my grandpa, who grew up on a farm in Mountain Home, Idaho, that had the most influence. Witnessing his work ethic and hearing his stories gave me an appreciation for the farm’s best lessons.
