A Quote by Mehmet Murat Ildan

When the wisdom speaks, be quite and listen! When the stupidity speaks, stand up and leave! — © Mehmet Murat Ildan
When the wisdom speaks, be quite and listen! When the stupidity speaks, stand up and leave!
The believer speaks little and does a lot, whereas the hypocrite speaks a lot and does little. When the believer speaks, it is with wisdom, when he is silent, it is in deep thought, when he sees, he takes lessons, and when he acts, it is a cure. If this is the way you are, then you are in the constant worship [of your Lord.]
We have heard the rationales offered by the nuclear superpowers. We know who speaks for the nations. But who speaks for the human species? Who speaks for Earth?
He who speaks from the lips chatters. He who speaks from an empty mind adds confusion to discord. He who speaks from a full mind feeds the minds of men. He who speaks from his heart wins the confidence of mankind. But he who speaks from his soul heals the heartbreaks of a world and feeds the hungry, starving souls of men. He can dry the tears of anguish and pain. He can bring light, for he will carry light.
Stupidity assumes two forms, it speaks or is silent. Mute stupidity is bearable.
Nonfiction speaks to the head. Fiction speaks to the heart. Poetry speaks to the soul. It's the essence of beauty. The essence of pain. It pleases the eye and the ear.
Everything that occurs in the temple is uplifting and ennobling. It speaks of life here and life beyond the grave. It speaks of the importance of the individual as a child of God. It speaks of the importance of the family and the eternity of the marriage relationship.
If we knew how to listen to God, we would hear him speaking to us. For God does speak. He speaks in his Gospels. He also speaks through life — that new gospel to which we ourselves add a page each day.
My dad was raised Orthodox in Atlanta. He speaks Hebrew. He speaks Yiddish. He married a Jewish woman who is not Orthodox, so I was brought up by two different kinds of Jews.
We've got so many different cultural groups in my family that I've had to learn to accommodate them in different ways. My father speaks different to my mum. My mum speaks different to my grandmother. Everybody speaks different, so you find you start tweaking your language to be more accessible to people.
Do not applaud me. It is not I who speaks to you, but history which speaks through my mouth. Fustel de
Shakespeare speaks for the human heart but Dickens speaks for the social man and for injustices.
My mind speaks English, my heart speaks Russian, and my ear prefers French.
The poet knows that he speaks adequately, then, only when he speaks somewhat wildly.
Who speaks to the instincts speaks to the deepest in mankind, and finds the readiest response.
Art speaks only to the mind, whereas nature speaks to all the faculties.
The man who speaks to you of sacrifice, speaks of slaves and masters. And intends to be the master.
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