#hearing

I was blown away by the control and the range that I was hearing. I'm listening to Pavarotti and thinking, What the hell have I been doing with my voice all these years? ↗

— Michael Bolton

#been #blown #blown away #control #doing

Every time when they would call my name I kept hearing 'New York Knicks' instead of 'Seattle SuperSonics.' ↗

— Patrick Ewing

#every #every time #hearing #i #instead

Certain songs by hearing the rhythm, it tells you that is either a love song or you might be heartbroken or the songs give you the vibes and you just know that certain songs are militant that you have to write. ↗

— Dennis Brown

#either #give #hearing #heartbroken #just

Liberals claim to want to give a hearing to other views, but then are shocked and offended to discover that there are other views. ↗

— William F. Buckley, Jr.

#discover #give #hearing #liberals #offended

I had a difficult time hearing my own inner voice about what I wanted to be in this life, because there were all these perfect examples of what a man actually does. The notion is that he goes to college, gets married and provides. That's what a man does. ↗

— Kevin Costner

#actually #because #college #difficult #difficult time

I shot with it a lot. I still do now. That is why I am hard of hearing. ↗

— Mikhail Kalashnikov

#hard #hearing #i #i am #lot

This hearing came about very quickly. I do have a few preliminary comments, but I suspect you're more interested in asking questions, and I'll be happy to respond to those questions to the best of my ability. ↗

— David Kay

#about #asking #asking questions #be happy #best

I knew the exuberance of playing before an admiring audience and hearing my secret voice. ↗

— Elia Kazan

#audience #before #exuberance #hearing #i

I have terrible hearing trouble. I have unwittingly helped to invent and refine a type of music that makes its principal proponents deaf. ↗

— Pete Townshend

#hearing #helped #i #invent #makes

Catherine glimpsed him again, leaning against the wall, arms folded. People passed back and forth between them, but she caught flashes of his face. His expression was tense and unhappy and his eyes still focused on her. She ducked behind a large man to hide and chatted with various people to keep the distance of a room between them. She’d known Jim would probably be here tonight and she’d planned to greet him politely as a teacher would treat a student since everyone knew she was tutoring him anyway. But that smoldering look he’d given her had changed everything. The way he looked and the way she felt, surely if they got within a foot of each other the entire town would see the combustible attraction between them as if they’d shouted it aloud. No. Better to accept a dance with some white-bearded farmer who would swing her around hard enough to tear her bodice seam. Better to help Mrs. Hildebrandt cut one of the cakes at the refreshment table and gush over Polly Flint’s new baby or spend a moment in the coatroom fixing Jennie’s straggling curls. Better to chat or dance with every member of the Broughton community than admit to the fact that Jim was standing solitary and friendless in his brand new suit, waiting for her to acknowledge him At one point it seemed he might approach her as he moved through the crowd in her direction. But when Catherine flitted away, putting more distance between them, he stopped and stationed himself by the wall once more, leaving it up to her to come to him. To her infinite shame, she didn’t—not even to say a quick “hello,” and when she next stole a surreptitious glance toward him, he was gone. She scanned the room. He’d left the building. She had no idea how long he’d been gone. ↗

— Bonnie Dee

#bonnie-dee #catherine #jim #change