Ignoring phone calls leads to a simple life with more free time. Ignoring emails works well also! I do both when I am trying to get things done.
Everyone has their own calling, but not everyone is looking for the phone, or either they missed the call, or just not answered it.
It's sad that the cell phone is replacing the watch as a time-telling device. I wear a vintage watch that's really skinny.
There is no such thing as a good call at 7 AM. It's been my experience that all calls between the hours of 11 PM and 9 AM are disaster calls.
She is shocked by the rows of thick Plexiglas windows, each equipped with a telephone, each with a prisoner on one side and an outsider on the other. There is a teenage girl chatting with a prisoner w...
The focus of innovations and investments need to shift from slogging innovations like phone and, drone type innovations to solve real problems that are killing the inhabitants of the planet.
There comes a time in a man's life when he hears the call of the sea. If the man has a brain in his head, he will hang up the phone immediately.
On of the prerequisites for my mobile phone is that I have to be able to fling it at a wall if I lose my temper.
all those nights with the phone warming the side of my face like the sun.
I literally change my phone number 10 times a year and I don't ever save my contacts.
If it's the Psychic Network why do they need a phone number?
The only thing nicer than a phone that didn't ring all the time (or indeed at all) was six phones that didn't ring all the time (or indeed at all).
I've certainly not got any famous people's numbers on my phone. It's just not my thing, really.
Whenever I feel sad, I just take out my phone and listen to her laughter recorded in my online messenger.
Texts and e-mails travel no faster than phone calls and telegrams, and their content isn't necessarily richer or poorer.
My favourite thing is when my mother goes in the other to go and to talk to the phone, I use that moment for wisdom.
Is this Clarissa Fray? The voice on the other end of the phone sounded familiar, though not immediately identifiable.Clary twirled the phone cord nervously around her finger. Yeees?Hi, I'm one of the...
My phone is on my bed, whispering in my ear like a bottle of scotch to a recovering alcoholic, while the rain continues cackling at me through my window.
Don't write anything you can phone. Don't phone anything you can talk. Don't talk anything you can whisper. Don't whisper anything you can smile. Don't smile anything you can nod. Don't nod anything y...
Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you answer the phone?