H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“He liked books if they were books of information and had pictures of grain elevators or of fat foreign children doing exercises in model schools.”
Source: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader: The Chronicles of Narnia
“He liked cheap women, fast cars, late nights, and hard liquor, especially all together. In Jack's view, you are obliged to sin on Saturday night so you'd have something to atone for Sunday morning. Otherwise, you'd be putting the preacher out of business.”
Source: The Travis Family Series, Books 1-3: Blue-Eyed Devil, Smooth Taking Stranger and Sugar Daddy
“He liked cock, this intellectual!”
Source: The Seventh Function of Language
“He liked her; it was as simple as that.”
“He liked his solitude.”
Source: Johnny Cash: The Life
“He liked it when things were unpredictable, even downright chaotic at times. Order might be comfortable, but chaos provoked change, and change provided opportunities. Change was unpredictable, messy, and at times dangerous, but as far as he was concerned it was the only reliable way to move forward in life.”
Source: Alien: Prototype
“He liked knowing that he and Sirius could be in a room full of people, and no one had a clue what they had been doing only the night before, or even two hours earlier. He liked getting away with it. He liked seeing Sirius with a girl, and thinking never mind, later he belongs to me.”
Source: All the Young Dudes
“He liked lies better when he couldn't tell for certain they weren't true.”
Source: Children of Promise
“He liked me just the way I was. That's what he told me anyway, and I believed him. Maybe he had enjoyed another woman's cake, but cake is just cake, after all. Anyone can bake a cake if they had a good recipe.”
Source: The Milk Tart Murders
“He liked museums. He tried to go to the history museum near his house at least a few times a year on the weekends. He always found something new in everything so old.”
Source: The House in the Cerulean Sea
“He liked such sharpness, for there was nothing in him that had any blood you might spill.”
Source: Circe
“He liked that she gave the questions thought. That she actually saw the mysteries and worked at solving them.”
Source: Toxic Game
“He liked the darkness, but this was oppressing. It almost flooded his being. He was afraid that even when he returned to the light—or if he returned to the light—he would still feel that darkness in his soul.”
Source: Lifemaker
“He liked the fact that Venice had no cars. It made the city human. The streets were like veins, he thought, and the people were the blood, circulating everywhere.”
Source: Talented Mr. Ripley ; Ripley under ground ; Ripley's game
“He liked the fog, the world quietened down and closed in. Glossy turned to matt, every stridency was muted, substance leached out of the brute matter all around. Things became notions, the brash present a vague memory.
By some parallel process of slippage, his innumerable childhood memories of foggy days morphed into other memories. The fog of illness, real or feigned, of fevers and flu and febrility.”
Source: Medusa
“He liked the girls, liked to hold them around the waist, felt like a man when he did. But as for talking with them, no, no! Then he felt as though he were dealing with another species of human being, in some cases a higher one, in others a lower. He secretly admired the weak, pale, little girl and had picked her to be his wife. That was still the only way he could think of a woman - as a wife. He danced in a very chaste and proper manner, but he heard awful stories about his pals, stories he didn't understand until later. They could dance the waltz backwards around the room in a very indecent way, and they told naughty stories about the girls.”
Source: The Son of a Servant
“He liked the idea of coffee quite a lot—a warm drink that gave you energy and had been for centuries associated with sophisticates and intellectuals. But coffee itself tasted to him like caffeinated stomach bile.”
Source: An Abundance of Katherines
“He liked the loneliness of inner space, the sense of being forgotten by the world.”
Source: The Hot Zone: The Chilling True Story of an Ebola Outbreak
“He liked the look of his prosperous city, for whose wealth he gave himself complete credit where little was due.”
Source: Volkhavaar
“He liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head.”
Source: An Abundance of Katherines
“He liked the sound of her voice, husky and low in a way that got him thinking about pinning her to the rock and setting his mouth to work on the hollow of her throat, proving to her which of them was in control. Then again, feelings didn't get much more out of control that his were at the moment.”
Source: Tempted into Danger
“He liked the staccato beat of the rain drumming on the roof of the carving shed.”
Source: Silver Totem of Shame
“He liked the way her hand felt in his, liked the simple intimacy of the gesture and the way it said - without the need for words - that they were together.”
Source: Practice Makes Perfect
“He liked the way the obsidian reflected his light, the way its slick surfaces caught fire as he passed. Of course, he did not consider how black it would be when he was gone. My father has never been able to imagine the world without himself in it.”
Source: Circe
“He liked the works of his friends, which is beautiful as loyalty but can be disastrous as judgement.”
Source: Moveable Feast: The Restored Edition
“HE LIKED TO COOK AND LAUGH AND SING, COULD START A FIRE WITH HIS HANDS, FIX THINGS THAT WERE BROKEN, AND EXPLAIN HOW TO LAUNCH THINGS INTO SPACE, BUT HE DIED WITHIN NINE MONTHS”
Source: The History of Love
“He liked to dance across a line, but he had no intention of crossing it.”
Source: Plier
“He liked to feel the soft little hand clasping his own fingers, so big and coarse in comparison, and happily so strong. For in the child's weakness he felt an infinite pathos; a being so entirely helpless, so utterly dependent upon others' love, standing there amid a world of cruelties, smiling and trustful.”
“He liked to fish; he seemed to take pride in being able to like such a stupid occupation.”
“He liked to get off by himself, a mile or so from camp, and listen to the country, not the men.”
Source: Lonesome Dove
“He liked to go from A to B without inventing letters between.”
Source: The Deltoid Pumpkin Seed
“He liked to like people, therefore people liked him.”
Source: The Complete Works of Mark Twain: All 13 Novels, Short Stories, Poetry and Essays
“He liked to listen to the silence, he said, if silence could be listened to, for he went on, in that silence you could hear wildflower pollen sifting down the bee-fried air, by God, the bee-fried air! Listen! the waterfall of birdsong being those trees!”
Source: Dandelion Wine
“He liked to make his hearers jump, now and then, and he said that our gravel pit was much the same sort of place as Gehenna. My elders thought this far-fetched, but I saw no reason why hell should not have, so to speak, visible branch establishments throughout the earth, and I have visited quite a few of them since.”
Source: Fifth business
“He liked to observe emotions; they were like red lanterns strung along the dark unknown of another's personality, marking vulnerable points.”
Source: Atlas Shrugged
“He liked to play chess and do intelligent things, and I was a serious drinker and nonthinker.”
“He liked to read with the silence and the golden color of the whiskey as his companions. He liked food, people, talk, but reading was an inexhaustible pleasure. What the joys of music were to others, words on a page were to him.”
“He liked to start sentences with okay, so. It was a habit he had picked up from the engineers. He thought it made him sound smarter, thought it made him sound like them, those code jockeys, standing by the coffee machine, talking faster than he could think, talking not so much in sentences as in data structures, dense clumps of logic with the occasional inside joke. He liked to stand near them, pretending to stir sugar into his coffee, listening in on them as if they were speaking a different language. A language of knowing something, a language of being an expert at something. A language of being something more than an hourly unit.”
Source: Sorry Please Thank You
“He liked to think he was in on the secrets she had. When she smiled slyly, he smiled slyly too, and they exchanged confidences in whispers. The world had drawn close around them, and they were in the center of it, or rather Rose of Sharon was in the center of it with Connie making a small orbit about her. Everything they said was a kind of secret.”
“He liked to think that Heaven was what each person wanted it to be. He could see no future in lying around on a fluffy white cloud and listening to somebody playing on a harp, a picture of Heaven he had seen numerous times in one form or another. Even if it was that way, his personal preference would have run more to the fiddle.”
Source: The Good Old Boys and The Smiling Country: Two Classic Westerns
“He liked walls the color of some creature's muted underside or the soft inner petal of a plant, slippery leather banquettes and a silky curl of gravlax served on a slick white plate.”
Source: Bread and Butter
“He liked women with little butts and big tits? Someone had played with one too many barbie dolls as a kid.”
Source: Stolen
“He likes a day in the studio to end, he says, "when my knees are all skinned up and my pants are wet and my hair's off to one side and I feel like I've been in the foxhole all day. I don't think comfort is good for music. It's good to come out with skinned knuckles after wrestling with something you can't see. I like it when you come home at the end of the day from recording and someone says, "What happened to your hand?" And you don't even know. When you're in that place, you can dance on a broken ankle.”
“He likes driving very fast on the wrong side of the road," said Sarah. "Which I can completely understand.”
Source: Saffy's Angel
“He likes girls on bikes, I like boys with guitars.”
Source: Super Awkward
“He likes it. The fairy-tale topography of the town. A make-believe world of walled gardens. The quietness of summer. The stone-floored lodge and the deferential porter. Yes, a make-believe world, like something imagined by a shy child.
Somewhere to hide.
Dreaming spires.”
Source: All That Man Is
“He likes things that make sense, and this word explains everything he knows about me. It makes perfect sense. Unless you don't know me, in which case it's delusional, irrational, and absurd.”
Source: Toil & Trouble
“He likes those first moments, the first touch of naked skin against naked skin, of pressing into each other, his cock growing hard against Danny's. Each time it is like discovering that he's been starving in some way, a hunger or thirst in him that he's been only half aware of. Holding Danny tight, it's like finding something that he didn't know was lost. Something worth more than anything else in the world. Something he would have perished without.”
Source: Two Men In A Pickup
“He likes to flirt with all the boys in the class.”
“He likes to humble our foes by making them seem ridiculous. As he said to me the other day, ‘Kill a man, and you cede him honor in the eyes of the gods. Laugh at him and you shame him'.”
Source: Mistress of the Empire