H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“He felt that there is a loose balance of good and evil, and that the art of living consists in getting the greatest good out of the greatest evil.”
Source: Iaiá Garcia
“He felt that this blond lioness was his equal, rich in sensuality and soul, at the mercy of all storms, wild as well as delicate, well versed in passion from an ancient heritage of blood.”
Source: Narcissus and Goldmund
“He felt the beginning tendrils of hope wrap around his heart.
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“He felt the burden of being their living witness. Somehow the silliest details of their days were, to him, sacred. And he believed that if only the dominant culture could see these small moments, they would see their own human lives reflected in the other.”
Source: The House of Broken Angels
“He felt the comfort of being part of an eternal cycle symbolized by the gold strips on either side of the black mourning band he wore. Light, dark, light. The dark was just an interval.”
Source: The Lost Fleet: Relentless
“He felt the craving within him, the need to be entertained. And they all felt this way; the settlement yearned for the bizarre.”
Source: Selected Stories of Philip K. Dick
“He felt the emotions of his pain captured by people everywhere.”
Source: Becoming the Conjurer
“He felt the full warmth of that pleasure from which the proud shut themselves out; the pleasure which not only goes with humiliation, but which almost is humiliation. Men who have escaped death by a hair have it, and men whose love is returned by a woman unexpectedly, and men whose sins are forgiven them. Everything his eye fell on it feasted on, not aesthetically, but with a plain, jolly appetite as of a boy eating buns. He relished the squareness of the houses; he liked their clean angles as if he had just cut them with a knife. The lit squares of the shop windows excited him as the young are excited by the lit stage of some promising pantomime. He happened to see in one shop which projected with a bulging bravery on to the pavement some square tins of potted meat, and it seemed like a hint of a hundred hilarious high teas in a hundred streets of the world. He was, perhaps, the happiest of all the children of men. For in that unendurable instant when he hung, half slipping, to the ball of St. Paul's, the whole universe had been destroyed and re-created.”
Source: The Collected Works of G.K. Chesterton Volume 07: The Ball and the Cross; Manalive; the Flying Inn
“He felt the gun buck in his hand, saw his target fall forward, but he heard nothing. He was deaf.”
Source: Strangers and Sojourners: A Big Percy Pletcher thriller
“He felt the hot impact of bullets. He heard the sound of chopping meat. He thought 'is that me?' . . . and then he opened his eyes.”
“He felt the inability to grieve as a terrible flaw.”
Source: DUNE
“He felt the journal in his pocket. It was like a pair of glasses that he had worn for a time, enabling him to see a world he didn't even know existed.”
Source: A Handful of Flowers: a short story collection
“He felt the joy spread down his body like a slow anointing with holy oil, warm and soothing, from head to toe.”
Source: An Unorthodox Match
“He felt the knife of her old betrayal slide into his heart, a smooth, unexpected caress of pain.”
Source: Love on a Midsummer Night
“He felt the long light body, warm against him, comforting against him, abolishing loneliness against him, magically, by a simple touching of flanks, of shoulders and of feet, making an alliance against death with him.”
Source: For Whom the Bell Tolls
“He felt the loyalty we feel to unhappiness - the sense that is where we really belong.”
Source: The Portable Graham Greene
“He felt the magic pouring through his body. The tattoo twitched and with a shout of pain Vasilli could not hold in, the creature pulled itself from his body. It flopped, bloody as a newborn onto the ground and stretched its wings. It started to cry and grew to the size of a horse before it turned to Vasilli and lowered itself in a bow.
“How may I serve, Master?” Its voice rasped through a mouth of venomous fangs.”
Source: Cry of the Firebird
“He felt the muscle of his heart rip apart, and there was nothing he could do but watch it bleed all over the dreams he had never meant to have.”
Source: Academy 7
“He felt the old bitterness, which he had tried so hard to swallow, rise again in his throat, and he knew there are disappointments that last as long as life.”
Source: The Portrait of a Lady
“He felt the terrible loneliness he normally felt only in dreams.”
Source: The Thugs & a Courtesan
“He felt the urge to go into the desert, to see if it’s silence held the answers to his questions.”
Source: The Alchemist
“He felt the woman he devoted half of his life to slipping through his fingers: the pain lying in his desire for her, but the truth lying in his inability to love her. Sooner or later their sand castle built on beaches of make believe would crumble, washed away by the hungering tide of time and all he could do was watch it vanish, watching her fade out to sea.”
Source: Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim
“He felt to be two tea bags away from making some progress on the entire situation, and that was a precise calculation. Any caffeine drinker excels in this area of mathematics.”
Source: Small Orange Fruit
“He felt torn. He wanted her to feel safe with him, but he also wanted her to feel the sort of heady excitement that any young girl should feel when they fall in love. He wanted to give her everything she craved, and he was not quite sure he could do it.”
“He felt Ty's hand on his arm, rubbing comfortingly. Ty had been unusually tactile since the hospital, making up for Zane's lack of vision by touching him whenever he was able, as if he somehow knew how much it helped. Zane closed his eyes, grateful for it. He covered Ty's hand and squeezed gently. It was easy to think black thoughts when you were stuck in the dark, and Ty's touch helped him resist it.”
Source: Divide & Conquer
“he felt unworthy of so much hatred, so much love, so much willingness to cause suffering.”
“He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.”
Source: Crescendo
“He felt water run down his back from the damp brickwork he was sitting against, and as he worried distantly about corrosion he realised you can always fall a little further. A moment ago he thought he'd bottomed out, but now he was concerned about personal rust. Mother of fuck.”
Source: Bedlam
“He felt weighted down by guilt and regret for what might have been his last words to all of them.”
Source: A Game of Truths
“He felt what a murderer must feel, when he sees the body he has robbed of life. That body, robbed by him of life, was their love, the first stage of their love. There was something awful and revolting in the memory of what had been bought at this fearful price of shame. Shame at their spiritual nakedness crushed her and infected him.”
Source: ANNA KARENINA
“He felt with the force of a revelation that to throw up the clods of earth manfully is as beneficent as to revolutionize the world. It was not the matter of the work, but the mind that went into it, that counted - and the man who was not content to do small things well would leave great things undone.”
“He felt your eyes reading these words on this page, trying to fathom out his story. He knew deep down that only he could live his story, not you. Your eyes looking into his dream have their own story. Your story that only you can truly experience because it’s seen with your eyes and told with your voice.”
Source: Happy Jack
“He fetishized limits.”
Source: The Invisible Bridge: The Fall of Nixon and the Rise of Reagan
“He fights, night after night, to peel my onion soul without caring about it. I never see his tears but his eyes burn as they fill with the putrid smell of my insecurity, anger, and pain. He loves me in glorious bouts of unreserve, swearing I'm all he thinks about and all he wants. Those precious moments are worth the hatred he seems to have for me in the hours and days that come between.”
Source: Please Love Me
“He filled her ears with lies
Her eyes with the tears
He filled her heart with pain
Her mind with confusions
She is stuck in the dark mess
And forgot
She is a diamond shining bright
- The Diamond Got Stuck.”
Source: The Curved Rainbow
“He filled my void and healed an emptiness deep within. Every time we touched stars sang in unison, the sky lit up and life seemed all the brighter.”
Source: Vine: Book of Poetry
“He fills heaven and earth as the ocean fills the bucket that is submerged in it, and as the ocean surrounds the bucket so does God in the universe He fills. "The heaven of heavens cannot contain Thee." God is not contained: He contains.”
“He fills the disciple with wisdom
and sets his soul aglow,
so that one day the disciple can
re-ignite the flame in many more.”
Source: Guru Sutra - The Guru Who Wont Keep Spiritual Secrets
“He finally cleared his throat. "Well, huh."
"Yeah," I said. "What now?"
"Well"—he cleared his throat again—"I guess you and I go. I mean, unless you really don't want to."
Why put it on me to bail out?
"Do you want to?" I asked.
"Yeah. I really do. I had to talk Dad into giving me the afternoon off. And since I don't usually go to a lot of trouble to fix lunch, it seems a shame to waste the effort. Besides, there's the thing I want you to see."
He said all of this while staring at the door like he was talking to it. I almost expected it to respond.”
Source: Snowed In
“He finally found someone like him. Someone who shared his abilities, someone who understood what he had to go through every day. And she turned out to be bad. Evil. A murderess and a thief. That hurt more than not knowing if he would ever find someone else out there like him.”
Source: The Empathic Detective
“He finally had a reason to live, just in time to die.”
Source: Magnolia Mystic
“He finally pulled it all back into his heart, sucking in the painful tide of his misery. In the Glade, Chuck had become a symbol for him—a beacon that somehow they could make everything right again in the world. Sleep in beds. Get kissed goodnight. Have bacon and eggs for breakfast, go to a real school. Be happy.
But now Chuck was gone. And his limp body, to which Thomas still clung, seemed a cold talisman—that not only would those dreams of a hopeful future never come to pass, but that life had never been that way in the first place. That even in escape, dreary days lay ahead. A life of sorrow.
His returning memories were sketchy at best. But not much good floated in the muck.
Thomas reeled in the pain, locked it somewhere deep inside him. He did it for Teresa. For Newt and Minho. Whatever darkness awaited them, they’d be together, and that was all that mattered right then.”
Source: The Maze Runner
“He finally returned my gaze, and held it. A knot lodged in my throat, because he was closer than I expected, and his eyelashes were darker than I expected, and long, and there was a gray rim around the inside of his irises that looked like crowns of storm clouds surrounding a peridot. His gaze made the butterflies in my stomach shake off their hibernation and want to remember how to flutter again.
Oh yes, he had to be the main character.
Book boyfriend material, once someone fixed him up.
But then: Where was his heroine?”
Source: A Novel Love Story
“He finally understood his mother’s choice, saving her comrades at the cost of her own life. He got what Mars had been trying to tell him – Duty. Sacrifice. They mean something.
In Frank’s chest, a hard knot of anger and resentment –a lump of grief he’d been carrying since the funeral –finally began to dissolve. He understood why his mother
never came home. Some things were worth dying for.”
Source: The Son of Neptune
“He finally understood Radnor's obsession.
Charlotte Howard was the most bewitching woman he had ever met. She radiated a remarkable force of will that somehow conveyed the impression of movement even when she stood still. Her body, her face, every part of her was a perfect amalgam of delicacy and strength.”
Source: Worth Any Price
“He finally understood that God's presence was everywhere, at all times, and was experienced by everyone at one time or another.”
Source: The Last Song: Student edition
“He finally understood...the thing that the people during the Paleolitic Age, freaking 20,000 to 8,000 B.C., were after when they came up with mythologies to do with flight—a desire for the magic of the sky, for something bigger than their feet treading the earth.”
Source: Genealogy
“He finds a fresh sheet of paper. He lays it out on the table before him and writes these words with his pen.
It was. It will never be again. Remember.”
Source: The Invention of Solitude
“He finds a tissue in his pocket and holds it out. I press it against my lip. Pull it away and look at it. Bright red, though not much of it.
I've had worse.
Have I?”
Source: Slated
“He finds assurance in knowing that even in chaos, he walks on sacred ground. In the quiet hours, he senses God's love—the cosmic lullaby that cradles his spirit man to remind him of the beauty that exists beyond the stars.”
Source: A Man of Valour: Idioms and Epigrams