Hear the birds? Sometimes I like to pretend that I'm deaf and I try to imagine what it's like not to be able to hear them. It's not that bad.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
At home, I love reaching out into that absolute silence, when you can hear the owl or the wind.
By the visual pattern, but mostly I'm guided entirely by my ear, what I hear.
In fact at home I sometimes like to be quiet and hear the sounds of the world outside.
Not only was it nearly impossible to hear because of these huge rubber ears we had to wear, but we also had these huge furry hands which were absolutely useless, especially if you had to scratch yourself.
To listen is an effort, and just to hear is no merit. A duck hears also.
I really like birds. Everyone always wants me to say that I can't stand to go near them, just like they want Janet Leigh to confess that she can't bear to take a shower. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you.
I was born deaf. Sound never existed in my life, and this is completely normal to me.
How real can your music be if you wake up in the morning hearing birds and crickets? I never hear birds when I wake up. Just a lot of construction work, the smell of Chinese takeout, children screaming, and everybody knocking a different track from 'Ready to Die' as they pass down the street.
I never for a day gave up listening to the songs of our birds, or watching their peculiar habits, or delineating them in the best way I could.
I don't enjoy hearing the sound of my voice. The most important things for me are impossible to articulate extemporaneously.