“After I speak, my words merge with the wind, and if you’re listening, your ears act like sails and carry the conversation.”

“Dear cat, your ears are flipped inside out, so I know you’re not listening to a word I’m not saying.”

“During the summer I meditated outside in nature. Listening to the wind with the ears are like listening to mere noise, but listening to the wind blowing through the trees from the inner silence and being one with the wind is like listening to the celestial music.”

“Reason is not a tyrannical God like Allah, or a bloodthirsty demon like Bhowanee; Reason does not speak in my ears but gives me ears to listen with.”

“Your profound words are too much for my ears to bear, as I listen to each and every senseous phrase that your lips impart”

“Then I want you to run all of your words backward in your head and listen to them. Then put on my ears and listen to them again, and then tell me what you hear. -Lydia to Seth”