H Quotes
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“He looked down and did something quite out of character for him: he took hold of Shmuel's tiny hand in his and squeezed it tightly. "You're my best friend, Shmuel," he said. "My best friend for life.”
Source: The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas
“He looked down at a red book, embossed in gold. The title was Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking Glass. He frowned at it in confusion. It wasn't what he'd thought a mortal book would be like; he thought they would be dull things, odes to their cars or skyscrapers.
...
'This is really a mortal book?' he asked.”
Source: How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories
“He looked down at baby Jesus’ feet and could see the etched marks of previously grazed fingers. Everyone loved to adore the feet of statues. And Andrei could see why—baby Jesus had adorable toes.
Andrei turned back at the older Jesus on the cross, hanging from the ceiling, and looked at his feet that were nailed. There was something about feet that never aged. Even with a little hair, feet seemed the body part of human beings that lived unblemished and pure. Their evolution had not gone far from what they were before, growing merely in size and always coveting that soft layer of perfect, glistening skin wrapped over veins. They were a part of the body men could trust—a piece of flesh that stayed childish and weird. The heel was not only the closest contact one had with the earth, but one of the most untouched areas of the body. Few people cup their hands to hold another’s heel. The heel was always away, underneath the fabric of a sock, on the bottom of one’s anatomy, deep down and far from immediate openings for conventional contact such as the hands, arms, and lips. A deep impression remained in Andrei: the image of man’s feet was quite angelic.”
Source: A Happy Ghost
“He looked down at her and their gazes meshed for long moments. “I was wrong before. You’re definitely the best part.”
Faith’s breath stuttered in her lungs. Nobody had ever said anything so damn romantic to her in her life. She’d been told she was gorgeous and beautiful and sexy by men who’d been keen to get her into bed but she’d never been told she was the best part of anybody’s anything.”
Source: Seduced by the Baron
“He looked down at her as he eased from the bed. Why such a creature of light and love and life should have come to him, he could not fathom. But he was grateful. Very grateful.”
Source: Lord of Darkness
“He looked down at her face and felt more alive than he'd ever felt in his life.... When she tilted her head back and laughed, he was hard-pressed to not give in to the urge he immediately felt to lower his head and claim the lips that were only inches away from his own.”
Source: After a Fashion
“He looked down at her sleeping form. Her hands lay like half-opened flowers on her lap, one cupped within the other. Such sturdy little hands, meant for practical work. Her fingers were rather plump. He smiled at the thought. He held his own hand over hers, comparing. His fingers, long and elegant, dwarfed hers, and yet he found he preferred hers.
He let his hand fall to his lap.
She wore that dreadful mobcap, hiding both her hair and her face from him, and he wanted to pluck it from her head.
But to do so would disturb her sleep.
He cocked his head, considering the conundrum. He found, on the whole, that he didn't wish to disturb his housekeeper's sleep. It felt... nice to have her lying so trustingly against him.
If he listened very intently he could hear her breaths.
After a bit he breathed with her.
In and out.
In... and then out.”
Source: Duke of Sin
“He looked down at her. "Have you found that peace?" Yes, she had. But it was so corny and cliched that she couldn't bring herself to admit it. "A wise man once told me that peace has to come from within. We have to learn to like ourselves before we can find our place in the world.”
Source: No Mercy
“He looked down at his boots. "That berth belongs to you too. It will always be there when―if you want to come back."
Inej could not speak. Her heart felt too full, a dry creek bed ill-prepared for such rain. "I don't know what to say.”
Source: Crooked Kingdom
“He looked down at his empty glass. "One of the other ways in which I am different from my father," he said. "I am not interested in marrying where I do not love." I spoke in a jesting voice. "And of all the women in the eight provinces, you have not been able to find one you could love?" Now he looked at me again, and his face was completely serious. "That's the problem," he said. "There is one.”
“He looked down at me without recognition, and I realized with a little stab of anxiety that he must have forgotten all about me, perhaps for some considerable time, and that he himself was so lost in the labyrinth of his own unquiet thoughts that I did not exist.”
Source: Rebecca
“He looked down at the entrance again. The bees, returning home with pollen on their legs, were pushing and shoving one another, each trying to get inside before the others.
"Come now, don't act like people," he reproached them.”
Source: Grey Bees
“He looked down at the street, and the unbroken whiteness, and watched his foot touch the snow and listened to the slight crunching sound as he stepped forward. He looked back at his footprints. They were fascinating. He had been the only one to walk along this street today. There wasn’t even the mark of a dog or squirrel, or the scratch of a bird. He continued through the soft, silent snow, a feeling of peace starting to flow through him, helping make his step lighter and easier.”
Source: Song of the Silent Snow
“He looked down the hill slope and he thought, I hate to leave it, is all. I hate to leave it very much and I hope I have done some good in it. I have tried to with what talent I had. Have, you mean. All right, have.”
Source: For Whom the Bell Tolls
“He looked down the slope and, at the base, in the shadow of the wall of the Park, he saw some human figures lying. Those venal and furtive loves filled him with despair. He gnawed the rectitude of his life; he felt that he had been outcast from life's feast. He turned his eyes to the grey gleaming river, winding along towards Dublin. Beyond the river he saw a goods train winding out of Kingsbridge Station, like a worm with a fiery head winding through the darkness, obstinately and laboriously. It passed slowly out of sigh; but still he heard in his ears the laborious drone of the engine reiterating the syllables of her name.”
Source: A Painful Case
“He looked downright handsome, young, and in shape. He saw some young women drooling over him, while they should have cried hoarsely, hurting their throat and eyes. India was changing by the day and girls were powerful.”
Source: Ritualistic Murder
“He looked exactly like a rat. Like the human being version of a rat. Like the villain in a Don Bluth movie.”
Source: Eleanor & Park
“He looked exactly the same as he did the last time she’d seen him three years ago: tall, dark, and scowling.”
Source: Something About You
“He looked foolish and noble and vulnerable and battle-hardened all at once. As though every wound, every mistake, had been healed but not erased. Brierly had immortalized every scar in gold.
Was that how she saw him? If so, how could he do less than return the courtesy?”
Source: Waking Beauty
“He looked from her to the gun and back again. “Before I tell you, I’d really like for you to put the gun down.”
She shook her head. “The moment I do, you could try to kill me. And rest assured, you would only try.” Light filled her amethyst eyes. “Plus, I don’t know that you’re not carrying a weapon yourself. Yet.”
“Planning to frisk me?”
“Nah. Can’t let down my guard.” With a smirk, she said, “You’re going to strip.”
Source: Amy's Hunt
“He looked from the phone to the unconscious figure of the Salesman. "What did you do to him?" he asked. "He got the wrong number," Alex said.”
Source: Skeleton Key
“He looked from Will to Tessa and raised his silvery eyebrows. "A miracle," he said. "You got him to speak."
"Just to shout at me, really," said Tessa. "Not quite loaves and fishes.”
Source: Clockwork Prince
“He looked glad to be on his way and made a beeline for the exit. Just as he was out the door, however, he stuck his head back in. “I don’t mind foreigners. God save the queen!” he squeaked, and ran. Bones arched a brow. I sighed. “Didn’t hear that part? Never mind. Don’t ask.”
“He looked good, like sin in a suit.”
“He looked gravely at the king. "It isn't an easy thing to give your loyalty to someone you don't know, especially when that person chooses to reveal nothing of himself. But no matter, Your Majesty. You are revealed at last." The king looked down at his nakedness and back at the captain. "Was that a joke?" he asked.”
“He looked haggard and careworn, like a Borgia who has suddenly remembered that he has forgotten to shove cyanide in the consommé, and the dinner-gong due any moment.”
“He looked him right in the eyes and saw a man who was great and good and human, who had done extraordinary things and terrible things and been broken and reassembled as a shell, only then to do the bravest thing of all: He had kept on living, though there are easier paths to take.”
Source: Strange the Dreamer
“He looked, honestly, like he'd stumbled upon a woman who'd broken into his house and boiled his pet rabbit, rather than his loving fiancée curled on the sofa.”
Source: Funny Story
“He looked incredulous, throwing his hands up in disbelief. "You snuck out of my flat like I was some drunken lay you were ashamed of."
He couldn't have been more wrong. I crossed my arms over my chest, a protective measure, as I shook my head and refused to meet his gaze.
"You want to disabuse me of that notion and tell me exactly why I got out of the shower this morning to find you'd buggered off?”
Source: On Dublin Street
“He looked into her eyes and said "When everything falls apart, and the day my soul refuses to move any further, I'll come back home. A home that fills me with courage and love. My home neither has doors and nor windows, All it have is walls. The walls that beat every second. And it has a pair of eyes too. Through which I can see this world more beautifully than I ever did".”
“He looked into the crowd for approval, saw his mother and father. He waved and they waved back. Smiles and Indian teeth. They were both drunk. Everything familiar and welcome. Everything beautiful.”
Source: The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven
“He looked just perfect to play Dorian Gray in a film version of Oscar Wilde's novel. Young, graceful, and indecently fresh and handsome, he could easily have worn a badge that said READY FOR DEBAUCHERY!”
Source: The Last Watch
“He looked less handsome without the smile and glow in his eyes, but he also seemed more real. Being real will get me into trouble faster than any amount of charm.”
Source: Obsidian Butterfly: An Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Novel
“He looked like a child who had been slightly misdelivered, with some subpar forceps handling by the attending.”
“He looked like a fallen angel, replete with all the dangerous male beauty that Lucifer could devise.”
Source: The Devil in Winter
“He looked like a man who could survive a couple of flesh wounds, but then so had Achilles and Caesar.”
Source: My Sister, the Serial Killer
“He looked like a thing broken loose from a bedtime story, something unreal ... The giant watched her from above with a bizarre contemplation, his head tilted acrook, as if he'd snared some exquisite fairy from a storybook tale his own.”
Source: The Fortunate Only
“He looked like a vulture dissatisfied with its breakfast corpse.”
Source: Plum Pie
“He looked like a walking, talking billboard for deliciously irresponsible behavior and a treasure trove of regrettable decisions.”
Source: Complicated Creatures: Part One
“He looked like a Yanni fan at an Iron Maiden Concert.”
Source: Bitten
“He looked like a young Crusader on a tomb. That was Phyllis's first impression of Allan Harrington.”
Source: The Rose-Garden Husband
“He looked like an evil male model, showing off what the fashionable college age villain was wearing to Harvard this year.”
Source: The Sea of Monsters
“He looked like he belonged on a fresco of Greek gods doing naughty things with humans, not mixing dirty martinis in a dive bar.”
Source: Angel's Awakening
“He looked like he might break out into an irate merengue any minute. Patrick Swayze reincarnated.”
Source: One Week to Score
“He looked like he probably disliked garlic and sunlight a lot, and his idea of a tasty snack was something he sucked out of someone’s neck in the middle of the night.”
Source: Eco Worrier
“He looked like he'd just seen the Ghost of You Better Shut Your Mouth.”
Source: Last Scene Alive
“He looked like hell, but damn, if hell didn't look good on him.”
Source: Phoenix Broken
“He looked like some plant bleached by darkness.”
Source: The Wild Ass's Skin
“He looked like someone with a steerage ticket on the titanic. Somebody who'd be standing in line at Ellis Island. Undiluted and old-blooded. Also cute.”
Source: The Rainbow Rowell YA Collection
“He looked like the devil. His skin ruddy, his eyes a glowing yellow. Jet black hair slicked back on his head hung to his shoulders. But the demons didn’t call him Devil, or Satan, or even Lucifer. They called him…
Azazel.”
Source: Milayna