H Quotes
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“He took the hat from my mouth. ''Tell me you love me'', he said. Gently I did. The end came anyway”
Source: The Lovely Bones: Picador Classic
“He took the juiciest leg and neck meat, slicing each piece down the middle...
... and layered them so they could be wrapped into a single ballotine tube. Then he sautéed it in a frying pan, successfully subduing its distinctive odor while cooking it to perfect juicy tenderness!
The sauce was a red wine reduction using hare bone fond and meat...
... which was then infused with foie gras, chocolate and the hare's own blood, making it the perfect accompaniment.”
Source: 食戟のソーマ 29 [Shokugeki no Souma 29]
“He took the note in his pocket, and the gift in his
heart. Then he closed the door.
Christmas was beginning.
(Il prit le mot dans sa poche, et le cadeau dans son
cœur. Puis il ferma la porte.
Noël commençait.)”
Source: Les contes de la nuit / The tales of the night: 50 contes / 50 tales
“He took the pen and book from her and faltered.
“Just write anything – anything trivial that won't matter if it comes to pass.”
“Erm...” God, he was useless at this.
Elena's hair turned blue.
“Hey!”
“What?”
“I don't want blue hair! What the hell did you write that for?”
“It seemed trivial.”
“Blue hair – blue? That's trivial? What if I can't undo it?”
Karl stared at her blankly. His throat went dry. He felt like a total dickhead, but writing really wasn't his strong point, so he went for humour instead and flashed her a grin.
“I was going to write that all your clothes fall off, but figured you may have a problem with that. This was the second thing that came to mind.”
(Karl and Elena)”
Source: The Witching Pen
“He took the slide of and, before she could stop him, removed the glass top and licked the sample.
She fought the urge to gag. He didn't seem at all bothered. He stood quite still, closing his eyes, and then said, "Hmmm. A bit salty, bitter aftertaste...iron...hydroxide." He smiled then, and looked at her as if he was quite proud of himself. "Definitely iron hydroxide. That is a binding agent, is it not?"
"You are insane," she said. "You can't go around...licking things that come out of a water treatment plant. That's just...unsanitary."
"Life is unsanitary," he said.”
Source: Black Dawn
“He took the stairs two at a time, hoping that Verrier was in a pleasant, helpful mood. One could never be certain with a prince of Hell—they smiled when they liked you, but they supposedly smiled just before they slit your throat, too.
And Severus had no idea how to spot the difference.”
Source: Prey
“He took the teapot and poured two cups. She was grateful. And also frustrated. Not being able to walk was annoying, and that emotion people seemed to understand. But few understood the sense of embarrassment she felt—despite knowing she shouldn’t—at being a burden. While she appreciated the concern people showed for her, she worked so hard to be able to do things on her own. When people accidentally undercut that, it became more difficult to ignore the part of her that whispered lies. That told her that because she was less capable in a few areas, she was worthless in general.”
Source: Dawnshard
“He took the time to carefully aim for the first few and hit each one dead on in the head. However, his gunfire had sounded the dinner bell. More infected rushed around the building from the front. Others from blocks around reacted to the gunshots and started heading in their direction.”
Source: The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel
“He took the word in his pocket, and the gift in his heart. Then he closed the door. Christmas was starting. (Il prit le mot dans sa poche, et le cadeau dans son cœur. Puis il ferma la porte. Noël commençait.)”
Source: Les Contes de la nuit
“He tore his eyes from her face and looked out the window, his dark hair obscuring his expression. "I woke up next to the Lethe once- I do not remember why.”
Source: Hades And Persephone: Curse Of The Golden Arrow
“He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it and along the chain. She was losing this war, he thought, feeling the dullness of Eleanor Black’s dread swarming against his dead heart where the medallion fell. She was losing it and it did not matter who won: We would cease to be no matter the outcome.”
Source: The Phoenixes of the Nest
“He toss my salad like his name Romaine”
“He tossed on the pillow, trying to dislodge the flies that tormented him every waking hour. Had there always been so many? He had never noticed them so keenly before; but now, tied to this bed, he began to think that had he been Pharaoh, he would have let the Hebrew children go anywhere they wanted, with whatever they wanted, at the beginning of the fourth plague, without any more argument.”
Source: The Letter
“He tosses aside his paint-pots and his words a foot and a half long.”
“He totally lost it. Here comes the apoplexy.”
Source: Yildun: Worldmaker of Yand
“He touch'd the tender stops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay.”
“He touched by heart with his soft spoken inspiring words.”
“He touched her as he usually touched his beloved violin, with a soft and urgent grace that left her breathless.”
Source: The Infernal Devices: Clockwork Angel; Clockwork Prince; Clockwork Princess
“He touched her face, gently, with the back of his hand. 'you disappear so completely into your head sometimes.' he said. 'i wish i could follow you.'
you do, she wanted to say, you live in my head all the time”
Source: City of Ashes
“He touched her face. "I may not slip," he said, "but I fall.”
Source: City of Lost Souls
“He touched himself and smiled wickedly. The filthy thoughts that went through his mind are not worth mentioning.”
Source: The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel
“He touched McVries’s shoulders, setting him straight again. McVries looked up at him sleepily and smiled. “No, Ray. It’s time to sit down.”
Source: The Long Walk
“He touched my cheek softly, his eyes intense as they gazed into mine."You might have to teach me a little about the human world, but I'm willing to learn if it means being close to you." He smiled again, a wry quirk of his lips. "I'm sure I can adapt to 'being human' if I must. If you want me to attend classes as a student, I can do that. If you want to move to a large city to pursue your dreams, I will follow. And if, someday, you wish to be married in a white gown and make this official in human eyes I'm willing to do that, too." He leaned in, close enough for me to see my reflection in his silver gaze." For better or worse, I'm afraid you're stuck with me now.”
Source: The Iron Queen
“He touched my soul long before I knew what his hands felt like.”
“He touched Penelope’s hand, confiscating her gaze for a private, burning second, making her feel taller and more beautiful. 'Is this what love does?' She wondered.”
Source: The Measure of Gold
“He touched the dangling branches, the spring bright leaves hiding baby green apples, a first glimpse at the harvest to come. Everything around him was new and fresh with so much growing left to do. Yet with all the new growth, the trees had aged bark, wrinkled and scarred where branches had been trimmed off. He could almost feel the roots winding deeper into the earth, stretching themselves ever farther while their crowns reached to the sun.”
Source: The Simplicity of Cider
“He touched the rough crucifix that lay against his chest and whispered to the moving air, "Lord, that she might be safe, she and my children." Then turned his cheek to her reaching hand and touched her throught the veils of time.”
Source: The Scottish Prisoner: A Novel
“He touched the screen as if trying to reach through with his hand. "You're a wonderful young lady. I don't tell you that often enough. You remind me so much of your mother. She'd be proud. And Grandpa Tom" --he chuckled-- "he always said you'd be the most powerful voice in our family. You're going to outshine me some day, you know. They're going to remember me as Piper McLean's father, and that's the best legacy I can imagine.”
“He touched the tip of one leg to the place over Belle’s heart. “It’s here, foolish girl,” he said. “Home is all the people, all the places, and all the things that you love. You carry it wherever you go. Don’t you know that?”
Source: Beauty and the Beast: Lost in a Book
“He touches his throat, where the medal would have been, the holy medal that Kat gave him; his fingers are surprised not to find it there. For the first time he understands why he took it off and slid it into the sea. It was so that no living hand could take it. The waves took it, and the waves have it still.”
Source: Wolf Hall: A Novel
“He touches my bottom lip, leaving behind a smear of fruity glaze. He watches as I suck away the bittersweet residue, then he licks the rest of the glaze from his fingertip. At the appearance of his tongue, heat blossoms in my face.
He smirks. “Look at that. I revived the color in your cheeks.””
Source: Ensnared
“He touches my cheek lightly with his fingers. 'You- I thought-'
I stare up into his eyes, puzzled by his expression.
'Are you hurt?' he asks.
I shake my head.
The prince turns away from me abruptly.”
Source: The Stolen Heir
“He touches my face, covering my cheeks with his hands, sliding his fingertips down my neck, fitting his fingers to the slight curve of my hips. I can't stop.”
“He touches the hearts of men. He is committed and consistent in doing what is right for him, his children, and his children's children. He is a priceless human. His legacy is not measured in years but through impact.”
Source: A Man of Valour: Idioms and Epigrams
“He tought I refused the big favours in pursuit of something still-larger, permanent. But the opposite was the case. I did not want to be in his debt. I wanted him to hold me, which he never would, but I wanted no hold over me of any other kind.”
Source: Reverse Cowgirl
“He towered over her, as intense and savage as only he could be, making her feel small and delicate in comparison, surrounded by his utter maleness. She felt trapped and she wanted to stay in his cage forever.”
Source: Trust: Pandora's Box
“He towered over her, dwarfing her with his height and the bulk of his body which was clothed in the way of a mortal gentleman. He felt and heard that voice tremble inside her, replaced the rational voice she allowed to go unchecked. 'He could break me, hurt me, dominate me'.
"Not break. Not hurt." he murmured as he raised a hand to her cheek and smoothed his fingers down its softness, "But dominate you? Yes. Master you? yes. Make you yield to what you want, make you surrender to who you truly are? Yes.”
Source: Lust
“He toyed with her ear, catching the rim delicately between his teeth. “I’ll admit it wouldn’t be easy, being married to a Romany male. We’re possessive. Jealous. We prefer our wives never to touch another man. Nor would you have the right to refuse me your bed.” His lips covered hers in a molten kiss, his tongue exploring deeply. “But then,” he said, lifting his mouth, “you wouldn’t want to.” Another long, lazy kiss, and then Cam said against her mouth, “You’ll wear the look of a well-loved woman, monisha.”
Amelia was forced to hold on to him for balance. “You would leave me, eventually.”
“I swear to you, I wouldn’t. I’ve finally found my atchen tan.”
“Your what?”
“Stopping place.”
“I didn’t know Romas had stopping places.”
“Not all. Apparently I’m one of the few who do.” Shaking his head, Cam added in a disgruntled tone, “My back is sore after sleeping on the ground all night. My gadjo half has finally gotten the better of me.”
Amelia ducked her head and pressed a shaky smile against the cool smoothness of his jerkin. “This is lunacy,” she muttered.
Cam held her closer. “Marry me, Amelia. You’re what I want. You’re my fate.” One hand slid to the back of her head, gripping the braids and ribbons to keep her mouth upturned. “Say yes.” He nibbled at her lips, licked at them, opened them. He kissed her until she writhed in his arms, her pulse racing. “Say it, Amelia, and save me from ever having to spend a night with another woman. I’ll sleep indoors. I’ll get a haircut. God help me, I think I’d even carry a pocket watch if it pleased you.”
Source: Mine Till Midnight
“He traced a groove in the melamine counter. "I had some of the best times sitting around your table, throwing out math problems for you to solve or talking hockey with Sanjay and your dad." He pointed to the dent. "Do you remember this?"
Daisy put the pastries in the microwave and took down two mugs from the cupboard. "What is it?"
"It's where I dropped a bowl of pakoras when you walked into the kitchen wearing a tight green dress that Layla had bought for you because she was dragging you to a school dance. You were sixteen, and you looked amazing. Your dad and Sanjay went crazy. Sanjay insisted you wear a winter jacket. Layla had to run interference. That was the day I realized you weren't a little girl anymore and I couldn't treat you like you were.”
Source: The Dating Plan
“He traced her arched eyebrow. “Every morning when I wake up with you at my side, you’re more beautiful than yesterday.”
Source: Wind River Wrangler
“He traced the genealogy of the feeling.”
Source: On Beauty
“He traced the line of her collarbone, and the side of her throat. “Did I hurt you, Daisy?” he whispered.
“Well, it was rather uncomfortable when you—” she stopped and blushed. “But I expected that. My friends told me it improves after the first time.”
His fingertips wandered to the outline of her ear, and the blood-heated curve of her cheek. There was a smile in his voice as he said, “I’ll do my best to see that it does.”
Source: Scandal in Spring
“He tracks the rise and fall of the glittering darkness thronged with specks and tendrils of luminous secrets. Falling stars crackle in the cold air and prickle his skin. They flash in the corner of his vision where the eye’s discernment of light and shadow is most acute.”
Source: The Blind Astronomer's Daughter
“He trailed off as he saw the books. Piles and stacks of them beside the sofa, another stack on the coffee table, a sea of them on her dining table. Jesus Christ, Dane, you need treatment.”
Source: Key Of Knowledge
“He tratado de inventar nuevas flores, nuevos astros, nuevas carnes, nuevos idiomas. Creí adquirir poderes sobrenaturales. ¡Y bien! ¡debo enterrar mi imaginación y mis recuerdos! ¿Bella gloria de artista y de narrador perdida!
¡Yo! ¡Yo que me consideré ángel o mago, dispensado de toda moral, soy restituido a la tierra, con un deber que hay que buscar, y una rugosa realidad que es necesario estrechar! ¡Patán!
¿Me engaño? ¿La caridad sería, para mí, hermana de la muerte?”
“He tratado de mantener una mente abierta; y no son las cosas ordinarias de la vida las que pueden cerrarla, sino las cosas extrañas; las cosas extraordinarias, las cosas que lo hacen dudar a uno si son locura o realidad.
- Doctor van Helsing.”
Source: Dracula
“He traveled in order to come home.”
“He travels best that knows when to return.”
“He travels fastest who travels alone, and that goes double for she. Real feminism is spinsterhood.”
Source: Reflections In A Jaundiced Eye
“He travels safe and not unpleasantly who is guarded by poverty and guided by love.”
Source: Aphorisms of Sir Philip Sidney: With Remarks