I’d love to create a personal profile on a dating site with a headline that reads, “Great Listener Seeks Mute Woman.
In the presence of princes the cleverest jester is mute.
To live in peace one must be blind, deaf, and mute.
But I couldn't stop there. The call of adventure was much stronger and more inviting.
Whether you live to be 50 or 100 makes no difference, if you made no difference in the world.
Her name was Melody, and she was like a song. A song on mute—because she was mute. Music to my heart.
My birthday is on a holiday. I just have to wait until I die and they commemorate me.
The easiest way to get from point A to point B is with a vehicle that runs on alphabet soup.
The past is only the present become invisible and mute; and because it is invisible and mute, its memorized glances and its murmurs are infinitely precious. We are tomorrow's past.
So by the time I got to Michigan I was a stutterer. I couldn't talk. So my first year of school was my first mute year and then those mute years continued until I got to high school.
A deaf man heard how a mute told that a blind man has seen how a cripple walked.
Not only am I thinking about getting a nose job, but I’m also trying to get employment for the rest of my face.
Even a fool recognizes that there is great sadness in a bucket of tears. But only a wise man thinks to conserve water and use that bucket to wash his car.
Nothing in this world feels quite like freedom, except for freedom. And nothing in the world tastes quite like freedom, except for fried bald eagles.
If I ever go to China, I’m going to find a piano and play “Chopsticks”--only not with my fingers, but rather I’ll be using two forks.
In high school I barely made the rodeo team. But I wasn’t good enough to start, so I just rode the bench.
People are raised to believe that happiness is the land to which they are destined to travel. But that belief, which one so easily accepts as true, might just as well be a mirage.
There is at least one advantage to being an Indonesian citizen: With this country's expanse of land and even greater expanse of sea, it's not difficult finding space for one's grave.
Sometimes I sit for hours just thinking, wondering what the man upstairs is trying to tell me. Yesterday I reached the conclusion that he was saying, “Get me a slinky.
I don’t think that taking off my eye patch would increase my night vision by 100%, but it would go a long way towards relieving my wedgie.
My words, my writing, my actions—these have never been for myself alone, either directly or indirectly. There is no such thing as an artist who creates art only for himself. That is masturbation.