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The ear is something we cannot close at will, and we are the poorer for it.
The ear is something we cannot close at will, and we are the poorer for it.
Listening is a magnetic and strange thing, a creative force...When we are listened to, it creates us, makes us unfold read more
Listening is a magnetic and strange thing, a creative force...When we are listened to, it creates us, makes us unfold and expand. Ideas actually begin to grow within us and come to life...When we listen to people there is an alternating current, and this recharges us so that we never get tired of each other...and it is this little creative fountain inside us that begins to spring and cast up new thoughts and unexpected laughter and wisdom. ...Well, it is when people really listen to us, with quiet facinated attention, that the little fountain begins to work again, to accelerate in the most surprising way. -Brenda Ueland.
A wise old owl sat on an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke read more
A wise old owl sat on an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard; Why aren't we like that wise old bird?
You cannot truly listen to anyone and do anything else at the same time. -M. Scott Peck.
You cannot truly listen to anyone and do anything else at the same time. -M. Scott Peck.
The greatest gift you can give another is the purity of your attention.
The greatest gift you can give another is the purity of your attention.
In listening mood she seemed to stand,
The guardian Naiad of the strand.
In listening mood she seemed to stand,
The guardian Naiad of the strand.
The greatest compliment that was ever paid me was when one asked me what I thought, and attended to my read more
The greatest compliment that was ever paid me was when one asked me what I thought, and attended to my answer. -Henry David Thoreau.
No man would listen to you talk if he did not know that it was his turn next.
No man would listen to you talk if he did not know that it was his turn next.
The wise old owl lived in an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke read more
The wise old owl lived in an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard: Why can't we all be like that bird? -Edward H. Richards.
