H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“He blew a cloud of smoke up and into the beams of light that shone from above. It revealed him in profile as he held himself still, his head like the bust of an icon waiting to be cast.”
Source: Concert Black
“He blew his mind out in a caaaar.”
“He blinked a few times, each motion so slow that he was never quite sure if he’d get his eyes open again. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. Funny how he was only just realizing it. Funnier still that he couldn’t seem to summon any concern for her maidenly sensibilities. She might be blushing. He couldn’t tell. It was too dark to see. But it didn’t matter. This was Honoria. She was a good egg. A sensible egg. She wouldn’t be scarred forever by the sight of his chest.”
Source: Something to Hide
“He blinked at the sun and dreamt that perhaps he might snare it and spare it as it went down to its resting place amidst the distant hills.”
Source: the World Set Free
“He blinked. “Have you ever run naked through the woods?”
“Certainly.” She allowed a moment to enjoy the way his eyes flared.
“Why? His voice roughened, deepened, back to that just-awakened grizzly-bear tone.
“To be one with nature, without barriers. To feel the wind and the moonlight on my skin.”
Several seconds passed before he responded. “You can’t feel moonlight.”
She smiled…”
Source: Silent Threat
“He blinked in surprise and was even more startled when the dragon mimicked the action, but did so sideways. A clear membrane coated its eye, then drew back to reveal hues infinitely more searing than before—so vibrant it was painful for Roger to look into them. Orange pulsating like a lava flow, yellow glistening brighter than a city made of gold, green flashing like St. Elmo’s fire. All these colors danced not a foot in front of Roger’s face, flickering within that gigantic orb...”
Source: Deadmarsh Fey
“He blinked, then roared with laughter. "Eve Dallas, Vampire Slayer. One for the books." ~Eternity in Death”
“He blinks. Touches the side of my face, near my eyes. My eyes that are blue now, not green. With oval irises.
"I'm still me," I say, because my greatest fear now is that he doesn't want a hybrid Amy.
He cocks an eyebrow. "You think I care if your eyes are blue or green? I just care about you." His hand slips down my arm, and he wraps his pinky finger around mine.
"You came back to me," I say, my voice breaking over unshead tears of joy.
"I'll always come back to you," he tells me pulling me close.
Always.”
Source: Shades of Earth
“He blocked a low thrust, barely, cut forward with the motion - a difficult thing - and was parried, elegantly. Never a swordsman like this before. Never a match. Could it be called a dance? Should they embrace? Were they not?”
Source: The Lions of Al-Rassan
“He blushed when he saw his ex's name. Monti hadn't thought about him for ages and preferred not to be reminded.”
Source: Resistance Reborn
“He boils milk with fresh ginger, a quarter of a vanilla bean, and tea that is so dark and fine-leaved that it looks like black dust. He strains it and puts cane sugar in both our cups. There's something euphorically invigorating and yet filling about it. It tastes the way I imagine the Far East must taste.”
Source: Smilla's Sense of Snow: A Novel
“He bombarded me with words, of all things, apparently clueless to the fact that the predawn hours rendered me incapable of coherent thought.”
Source: First Grave on the Right
“He bore in, slashing and stabbing, leaping into a circle kick that caught a gnoll in the chest and sent it flying aside. He landed in a low crouch beneath a sweeping short spear, then sprang up behind that cut, scimitar going out wide to stab a gnoll charging in from the side, left palm coming up under the snout of the spear-wielder—and with such force that it lifted the three-hundred-pound gnoll right up and over the barricade.”
Source: Glacier's Edge
“He bore no grudge against those he had wronged.”
Source: Nostalgia isn't what it used to be
“He bores me. He ought to have stuck to his flying machine.
[On Leonardo Da Vinci]”
“He bought me so many orchids that I looked like a well-kept grave.”
“He bound the land together, and made of seven kingdoms, one.”
Source: Fire & Blood
“He bowed is head into my throat, groaning softly. "I loved you long before you loved me. Its the only thing I have you beat at, and ill bring it up every chance I get." His mouth pressed to my skin, took on a devilish curve. "Lets get out of here. I'm taking you back to my place, this time for good. We have unfinished business, and I think its time we do something about it.”
“He bowed jokingly, and everyone laughed as Mrs.Anderson shook her head. "Did you even read the material?"
"of course I did."
"Who was the leader of the North?"
"Lincoln."
"No, he was the president."
"Yes, which means he was the fucking leader of everyone."
-- Carmine”
“He bowed over her hand and kissed the knuckles. He'd never despised a glove more in his life.”
Source: A Lady of Esteem
“He bowed. "You hear correctly." His gaze didn't leave her, the examination making her skin crawl. He shook his head. "Astonishing. I never imagined I'd meet a real Nahid."
Nahri gritted her teeth. "Occasionally we're allowed out to terrify the populace.”
Source: The Kingdom of Copper
“He bowed. "You hear correctly." His gaze didn't ;leave her, the examination making her skin crawl. He shook his head. "Astonishing. I never imagined I'd meet a real Nahid."
With a curse, Zaynab followed. "If I've not said it lately, I think I hate you."
"You know, for a magical being, you have a terrible sense of adventure," Nahri replied, touching one of the eddies of paint, a blue swell that looked like a wave.”
Source: The Kingdom of Copper
“He bowed. 'The young lady must not dance alone.”
“He breathed a deep ahh and said, “Where did you learn to do that?”
“Los Angeles High School of Performing Arts,” I said. “They taught me how to open my throat to sing. Then Kevin Wainwright taught me how to put his dick down it.”
He laughed. “I’d like to thank LA Unified and Kevin Whatever for this moment.”
Source: Beg
“He breathed life into my soul without paying his bare hands in my skin my heart didn't have a choice.”
“He breathed once more, holding the air in his chest, as if it were not air but something more--a sweet taste of freedom, of all cares lifted, everything over and done.”
Source: The Passage: A Novel (Book One of The Passage Trilogy)
“He breathed out the bitter air that makes women doubt everything, and I breathed it in, as I had always done. I expelled my dust, the powder of everything I had destroyed with doubt, and he pulled it into his lungs.”
Source: No One Belongs Here More Than You: Stories
“He breathed out, not quite a laugh or a sob. "God, yes. Bianca, I love you so much. Even if I never see you again, even if we walk out of here into an ambush you set up with your parents, I am always going to love you.”
“He breathes in and visualises a piece of play where his team get the ball and break forward on the counter-attack.”
Source: Perform Under Pressure: Change the Way You Feel, Think and Act Under Pressure
“He breathes in deep, then lets it go with a shaky gust. “I hate this. I hate it so much.” His grip makes my ribs protest, and his voice goes rough. “I feel like some essential organ is being ripped from me.”
Source: The Game Plan
“He brewed his tea in a blue china pot, poured it into a chipped white cup with forget-me-nots on the handle, and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream. He sat by the window, cup in hand, watching the first snow fall. "I am," he sighed deeply, "contented as a clam. I am a most happy man.”
Source: Wildflower Tea
“He briefly gazed at her lips, so tantalizingly near, as if beckoning him, even begging for a kiss. Was it just a figment of his imagination? Perhaps. But that hunger in her look could only signify one thing. The walls had crumbled—had fallen apart into little pieces and were no longer holding him back.”
Source: Temporary Truce
“He brighten”
Source: Shantaram
“He brightened. "Are you Irish then?"
"My last name is McNally. I'm as Irish as Paddy's pig.”
Source: I Dream of Dragons
“He brings something special. I don't know what it is, but if you ask him, you couldn't understand his answer.”
“He brings the cigarette butt to his mouth and lights up. He breathes in, and coughs; a rattling helicopter with a broken blade crashing into a herd of trombone playing sheep falling off a cliff into a DIY shop with a discount on spanners.”
Source: The Squirrel that Dreamt of Madness
“He brings to naught, destroys and rejects all that is not His own work; how He draws everything to Himself and absorbs it, that at last He may live and work in us and through us and reign alone as king. Happy the soul who refuses nothing to love, but places everything at His disposal, for only thus may all our works be done more and more in God.”
“He brings to the fierce struggle of politics the tepid enthusiasm of a lazy summer afternoon at a cricket match.”
“He broke a piece off his cookie and handed it to her. "Want some?"
She let him put it in her mouth, her stomach fluttering because the look in his eyes suggested those words might not be about the cookie. Although he could be hard to read, and she wanted him so much she was always half sure she was projecting her desire onto him.
"Good, right?" he asked. His gaze ran down her face and stopped at her lips.
"Yeah," she said, swallowing the last of the cookie. Now tell him. Right.
"Shit, I have to..." His hand threaded into her hair and grasped the back of her head. And then his mouth found hers and his tongue slid in deep, stroking, twirling, penetrating. She surrendered to the kiss and pressed her body against his, loving how big and hard an strong he was against her. His erection dug into her belly, and she loved that too, the evidence that she wasn't the only one feeling so out of control.
By the time he pulled back from the kiss, Haven was breathing hard and a little dizzy and totally aroused.
Had to taste you with that flavor in your mouth," he said in a gritty voice. "Just as good as I thought it'd be.”
Source: Ride Hard
“He broke away again, muttering against her lips. “I will do this,” he said, “until you can't think anymore.” He trailed his lips across her mouth, tendrils of fire slipping through her body. “Then we will go back,” he murmured, “and you will sleep.”
“He broke away and hurried off. All that he had said had been spoken in a voice so low that only Sir Simon could have heard him. Yet the intensity in his voice had been terrific. Sir Simon felt as if an iron door had been suddenly flung open and had let out a red-hot blast from a furnace.”
Source: The Paradine Case
“He broke her to keep her small; she rose so he’d never touch her again.”
Source: Under the Aegis
“He broke his promise. He said he would never hurt me, he said he would never leave. Against my better judgement, he made me believe in forever again... until now.”
Source: The Game Changer
“He broke my coffee maker. This person is not just tricky, he's evil. Who messes with someone's coffeepot? That's hitting below the belt.”
Source: Ghosts of Greenglass House
“He broke my heart, and now it's raining, just to rub it in.”
“He broke my heart. You merely broke my life.”
Source: Lolita
“He broke off and began to walk u and down a desolate path of fruit rinds and discarded favors and crushed flowers.”
“He broke off his explanation, seeing in his daughter's eyes the exact moment that a child first understands there are limits on what her parents can do, rather than just limits on what they choose to do. He knelt before her in a moment's silence, somewhat less than he had been just seconds before, and Emy a half step closer to the woman she would one day become.”
Source: Prince of Thorns
“He broke off the kiss then, running his lips across her cheek and setting them to her ear, taking the soft lobe between his teeth and biting gently, sending waves of pleasure caressing through her body as he laved the sensitive skin there. From far away, Callie heard a whimper... and belatedly realized that it was her own.
His lips curved at her ear as he spoke, his arch breathing making the words more a caress than a sound. "Kisses should not leave you satisfied."
He returned his lips to hers, claiming her mouth again, robbing her of all thought with a rich, heady caress. All she wanted was to be closer to him, to be held more firmly. And, as though he could read her thoughts, he gathered her closer, deepening the kiss. His heat consumed her; his soft, teasing lips seemed to know all of her secrets.
When he lifted his mouth from hers, she had lost all strength. His next words pierced through her sensual haze.
"They should leave you wanting.”
Source: Nine Rules to Break When Romancing a Rake
“He broke the kiss and leaned against her, breathing hard. "Good morning to you, too. Man, I just can't stay mad when you do that.”
Source: Midnight Alley: The Morganville Vampires