H Quotes
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“He looked at me as if I were a side dish he hadn't ordered.”
“He looked at me for a moment longer, with unbearable longing. I love you, Alexa. No matter what happens tomorrow, or any day after that, I will always love you.
My eyes burned. I love you, too, Rylan.
But it's not enough, he said. I was too late.”
Source: Defy
“He looked at me in frustration and very politely informed me, "If I let go of your foot, it will fall back out of the socket!" Without hesitation, and in a moment of of pure, stubborn will, I loudly exclaimed, "Well then, you're coming up on stage with me, motherfucker!”
Source: The Storyteller: Tales of Life and Music
“He looked at me intently before speaking. “Why do you do that?”
I frowned at him. “Do what?”
“Push everyone away.” Danny told me simply.
I was a little stunned and when I didn’t say anything, Danny continued on.
“Darcie, what are you so afraid of? Why do you shut people out?” He looked at me searchingly.
“Because it’s easier that way!” I yelled at him suddenly and he looked taken aback.
I took a deep breath to calm down and added, “And I don’t like feeling vulnerable.”
Danny stared at me. “Being vulnerable is nothing to be ashamed of Darcie …it’s what makes us human.”
I shook my head furiously. “No! Being vulnerable makes you weak – just like every other emotion … if you allow yourself to care, you only end up getting hurt.”
Danny threw me a consoling look. “But there’s nothing wrong with caring –”
“No!” I interrupted angrily. “I don’t want to care! You only end up getting hurt … and it hurts so bad that you can’t breathe. I don’t want to feel like that. I don’t want to feel at all! It’s just easier to shut everyone out … if you don’t care about them – you won’t get hurt!”
Source: Learning to Breathe
“He looked at me intently, from what seemed behind the veil of a grave experience. Then slowly and prophetically, he said the scariest thing I'd ever heard: "Because the answer to a heartfelt question, Jack, will always break your heart.”
Source: Master of the Delta
“He looked at me like I was beautiful.”
“He looked at me like I was the stars when all I’d ever felt like was the dark nothingness between them.”
“He looked at me now.
"Remember I said, 'what if I didn't want to fix your bike?'"
I remembered. "Yes..."
"I didn't want to fix it, because I liked driving you places.”
Source: The Boys of Summer
“He looked at me, that first day, like he had just found something he’d lost a thousand years ago.”
“He looked at me the way you’d look at a poodle that suddenly started reciting Hamlet.”
Source: Awoken
“He looked at me with a smile that I still remember and ran a finger along his impeccably trimmed mustache. “Cricket is about a lot more than playing by the rules, Mistry. It’s a gentleman’s game. Don’t you ever forget that.”
Source: Bombay Bhel
“He looked at me with serious eyes, but not the kind that made me wonder what I’d done wrong. The kind that made me wonder what I’d done right.”
“He looked at me with that look that told me he believed himself and because he believed himself, I should too. He was kind of crazy cute that way. Just crazy cute enough to do it too.”
Source: Finding Us Again
“He looked at me with the tired, ignorant, slightly stupid expression that is so common in people who aren't used to seeing the broader picture in small things.”
Source: The Room
“He looked at me. " I do know how to deal with demons, Savannah." "I know. Sorry." "So I get a hug?" "No, but I won't smack you, and we'll call it even.”
“He looked at my blue eye and then my brown. “Your eyes are like heaven and earth, and I’m trapped somewhere in between.”
Source: Blackout
“He looked at my lips. I suddenly found myself wanting to lick his. 'Yes,' he replied, his eyes going molten. My breath caught in my throat as he reached out and brushed a strand of hair where it had flown across my cheek. 'I believe we do have unfinished business.' 'Good.' I gulped, suddenly one big mass of tingling body parts that wanted an immediate introduction to all of his body parts. I tried to slam down a mental barrier between his mind and mine, but it did no good. The cheerleaders in my groin were setting up fundraising car washes to finance a field trip to his groin.”
“He looked at the beautiful woman frowning up at him and his cock did nothing. His eyes shot back to Zoe and damn if his cock didn't twitch happily. Trevor swallowed hard as realization hit.
There was something wrong with his dick.”
Source: Perfection
“He looked at the blue sky above and the green grass below and he knew he would always love this world!”
“He looked at the book, took my name, and consulted his records. Then he informed me I had been lost at sea and was dead. Under the circumstances, he could not possibly give me any money... Even the fact that he was dealing with someone who had been dead for several days failed to awaken interest in his official heart.”
“He looked at the box with interest. 'Well, well. Five speeds. Heat and massage. Deep, penetrating action. Sure this isn't yours?”
Source: Halfway to the Grave: A Night Huntress Novel
“He looked at the boy with the knife to his throat, the boy whose black eyelashes feathered down against his cheekbones as he glanced away from Kit, and he felt something like a shock of recognition pass through him.
He thought, how beautiful.”
Source: Lady Midnight
“He looked at the gun. "Aren't you afraid?"
"Of course I am," Anna said. "Of course I'm afraid. But that doesn't help."
He shook his head. "No," he said, "it doesn't help to be afraid. Bad things happen anyway. You're right.”
Source: The Storyteller
“He looked at the headstone, his brother's name engraved along with two dates like bookends. You were given a finite amount of time and whatever you didn't manage to accomplish within those dates would remain forever undone.”
Source: The Mysterious Bakery on Rue de Paris
“He looked at the houses he had been passing these weeks and though he had never studied them carefully they had become familiar through the process of seeing them so often, and he was now impressed with the change in their appearance as he looked at them through the gray of the air and whiteness of the snow, each house, shrub, tree, bush and mailbox trimmed with snow and blending into the air as if they were just a picture projected upon the still, pearly grayness, just an impression created by the silent snow, a picture on the edge and verge of disappearing and leaving only the air and snow through which he now lightly walked.
It did not seem possible, but the air was even softer and quieter. He continued walking alongside his prints feeling he could walk forever, that as long as the silent snow continued falling he could continue walking, and as he did he would leave behind all worries and cares, all horrors of the past and future. There would be nothing to bother him or torture his mind and fill his body with tremors of fear, the dark night of the soul over. There would only be himself and the soft, silent snow; and each flake, in its own life, its own separate and distinct entity, would bring with it its own joy, and he would easily partake of that joy as he continued walking, the gentle, silent snow falling ever so quietly, ever so joyously ... yes, and ever so love-ing-ly ... loveing-ly....”
Source: Song of the Silent Snow
“He looked at the human ant hill of growingly ordered activity outside and felt a shrinking helplessness. This was the true Juggernaut, this marshalling of men and skills in stubborn determination and equally stubborn disregard of human life. This was Juggernaut, the Crushing, Irresistible Force, not the human being with the breathy voice on the telephone.”
“He looked at the little maiden, and she looked at him; and he felt that he was melting away, but he still managed to keep himself erect, shouldering his gun bravely.
A door was suddenly opened, the draught caught the little dancer and she fluttered like a sylph, straight into the fire, to the soldier, blazed up and was gone!
By this time the soldier was reduced to a mere lump, and when the maid took away the ashes next morning she found him, in the shape of a small tin heart. All that was left of the dancer was her spangle, and that was burnt as black as a coal.”
Source: The Steadfast Tin Soldier
“He looked at the pain and he set himself apart from it. He saw it, examined it, identified it, corralled it. He isolated it. He challenged it. You against me? Dream on, pal. He built borders for it. Then walls. He built walls and forced the pain behind them and then he moved the walls inward, compressing the pain, crushing it, boxing it in, limiting it, beating it.”
Source: The Essential Jack Reacher, Volume 2, 6-Book Bundle: 61 Hours, Worth Dying For, The Affair, A Wanted Man, Never Go Back, Personal
“He looked at the piles of food again, and it was like he was seeing it with new eyes. "This is wrong", he thought, "Letting food rot while people die of hunger. It's evil."....
He breathed in the too-sweet smell of rotting food, "I can stop this evil.”
Source: Among the Enemy
“He looked at the piles of food again, and it was like he was seeing it with new eyes. This is wrong, he thought. Letting food rot while people die of hunger. It's evil.”
“He looked at the tree that was such a good home. Its smooth, spacious branches of silvery tan that stretched wide and far-reaching in knotted, twisted curves and delicate bunches of spreading leaves.
How important this had become to him. Here, sitting not too high and not too low, he had seen the world in absolute clarity for the first time, the days emerging as if purified from nights of a clean and brilliant blackness. The sunlight coming in through the leaves at daybreak, shifting and flickering, breathing its fire-breath upon the bark, falling now and then upon Sampath, whom it treated as if he were not the solid being that he was, scattering him like water … He felt weightless here, rocked by this lambent light, lapped by the swell of flower and grass, of leaves as rich as fruit, being warmed to their different scents. All about him the hills rose darkly up into a sky that stretched like a sea, white-stippled and warm, to the very rim of his eye.
How strangely it made him feel, Sampath thought, how strangely he thought of beauty. He was greedy for it, insatiably greedy. He could watch it constantly and never could he do it justice …”
Source: Hullabaloo in the Guava Orchard
“He looked at the viewscreen and couldn’t believe it. If the other ship were any closer, then it would’ve been up his nose! There was an urgent scuttling as the bridge crew scrambled back into their respective seats.”
Source: Space Sucks!
“He looked at their shabby clothes in puzzlement. “We were traveling anonymously for safety—” explained the magus. “But surely—” “—and then we were robbed on the road.” “Ah,” said the king, “the danger in being anonymous.”
Source: A Conspiracy of Kings
“He looked at them for a long moment, memorizing them as best he could. With bravery he didn’t know he had, Harry removed the stone set in a ring from his finger and watched as they disappeared.”
Source: for as long as you need us
“He looked at these prayer candles quite indifferently, and feeling an impulse to shape his lips into an ‘O’ and release some air, Andrei blew the entire table out. Once he’d finished, large clouds of slow smoke spiraled into the dark air, for a moment appearing like fossils, and then rose into oblivion. But oblivion was not beautiful. It met him with dread.
Andrei could hear the whispers of desperate folks who lighted their single candle to pray for relief. He heard screams for help, answers begged for, and pleas for private miracles. He’d slaughtered every single prayer.
“Where do their lights all go—now that I’ve done that?” asked the panicked boy.”
Source: A Happy Ghost
“He looked at you like you were the brightest planet in the sky.”
“He looked at you the same way you look at roads. [...] Like where they go frightens you, and you love them for it.”
Source: The Merciful Crow
“He looked at Zoe, and tried to fix her image in his mind a final time. Could you memorize a person like you could a letter or a song? Could you take in every bit of them forever? Where did you start? Zoe stood on the lawn, half her face lit by the bulb over the porch. Her loveliness undid him, as always. The Brink of Darkness#2”
Source: The Edge of Everything
“He looked back at Eve, holding out his hand. "Come on, then."
She looked between him and his hand, pressing her lips together, but not moving.
He frowned. "Eve."
She inhaled and took his hand, awkwardly inching toward him without a sound.
"Brave lass," Asa purred.
He caught her other hand, ignoring her flinch, and pulled her into his arms. What a small thing she was! She might be tall, but Eve's body was as light as a bird's. He could feel the delicate bones of her shoulder, the slender span of her waist, and he thanked God that she'd not been crushed by the planks falling on her.”
Source: Sweetest Scoundrel
“He looked back at her, and when she saw the look on his face, she saw his eyes at Renwick’s, when he had watched the Portal that separated him from his home shatter into a thousand irretrievable pieces. He held her gaze for a split second, then looked away from her, the muscles in his throat working.”
Source: Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instrument Series (4 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass; City of Fallen Angels
“He looked back at Lobot, and pointed at the screen, where Han Solo was once again risking Lando's ship, his precious, beautiful Millennium Falcon, for no reason he could figure.
"If I ever do anything like that...shoot me."
"No problem," Lobot said.”
Source: Star Wars: From a Certain Point of View
“He looked back at the house and at all the buildings around it, searching for landmarks that would fix the place in his mental map.”
Source: Shantaram
“He looked beyond. He looked to the peoples of the Earth and saw the destruction of the family because of the lack of children. Paul VI was courageous. He was a good pastor. He warned his sheep about the wolves that were approaching, and from the heavens he blesses us today.”
“He looked blank. “He’s the one who’s been doing the magic against us?” “Duh,” I said. “Doona be ‘duh’ing me, lass,” he growled, his burr thickening.”
Source: The Fever Series 7-Book Bundle: Darkfever, Bloodfever, Faefever, Dreamfever, Shadowfever, Iced, Burned
“He looked confused. “With your girlfriend, I mean. Who was to blame?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “Ultimately Churchill, I expect.”
Source: Er ist wieder da
“He looked dangerous, but in the short time I’d known him, he’d always made me feel safe. - Nadya from Blood Moon”
Source: Blood Moon
“He looked deep into my eyes and then continued, “I’m sorry this is happening to you, but it’s never going to change until you decide that you’re done with this life. As long as you think these things are the ultimate pleasure that life has to offer, you will keep seeking them. As long as you keep seeking them, you’ll feel divided inside; you will also keep breaking the law. I know these consequences suck, but as long as you keep breaking the law, you’ll keep bringing them on yourself. It won’t ever stop until you decide to change. God helped me change my life, maybe He’ll help you too.”
Source: Pursued: God’s relentless pursuit and a drug addict’s journey to finding purpose
“He looked different in sleep, beautiful but cold as moonlight.”
Source: The Song of Achilles
“He looked different in sleep, beautiful but cold as moonlight. I found myself wishing he would wake so that I might watch the life return.”
Source: The Song of Achilles
“He looked distraught, though perhaps he always looked like that, given that he didn’t eat enough or sleep enough or witness sunlight anywhere other than through a small window in a dark workshop.”
Source: The Paragon