H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“He was definitely known as the foremost man killer in the West; however there's controversy about virtually every killing that he was known to have been involved in.”
“He was definitely saying something. That we could become something magnificent, or at least interesting. That we began as we still are now, child geniuses. That there is no other home for us than here. That we will cope no matter how stupid things get. That all couples are odd couples. That the only catastrophe that can't be undone is extinction. That we can make a good place. That people can take their fate in their hands. That there is no such thing as fate.”
Source: The Ministry for the Future
“He was dejected by the sterility of worldly achievement and mourned the futility of all worldly endeavour. In endeavour, itself, as he had to admit from his own experience, there was a certain dynamic entertainment, affording an illusion of useful purpose. With achievement the illusion was dispelled. The purpose grasped was so much water in the hands. Man’s greatest accomplishment was to produce change. Restlessness abode in him none the less because no one state could be shown to be better than another. The only good in life was study, because study was an endeavour that never reached fulfilment. It busied a man to the end of his days, and it aimed at the only true reality in all this world of shams and deceits.”
Source: Bellarion
“He was demanding. He always would be. But sometimes, he was so vulnerable and she realized she had power in the relationship as well. She hadn’t expected that. He was as vulnerable to her as she was to him. He just acted arrogant and bossy, but deep down, where it counted, he didn’t want to lose her either.”
Source: Christine Feehan's Drake Sisters Series: Five Novels and a Novella
“He was depressed. He was addicted to heroin. And I think there comes a time when all the beauty in the world just isn’t enough.”
Source: Five Flavors of Dumb
“He was desperate for their love and more
desperate to see them die. Through time he saw they were evil. He saw them steal his soul.
They gave him there pain, misery and imperfection. They trade his beautiful soul for their own satisfaction. The light they have gave him faded and brought darkness in his vein.
They trapped him and he was not the only one to fall. His friends, parents, family, relatives and life has fall because of them. He lose his friends and he had nobody to call for help. They dragged him down and each day they created hell in his life. Everyday he woke with only them on his mind. He was desperate for their love and more desperate to see them die. Through time he saw they were evil. He saw them steal his soul."
- Shwin J Brad”
Source: Mindfulness and stress relief
“He was desperate to tell his news to some other cat; he almost felt that if a mouse crossed his path he would stop to inform it that it was about to be eaten by a ThunderClan deputy.”
“He was destroying her, blatantly invading her very feminine essence, but why did it feel so right?”
Source: Two Months and Three Days
“He was determined to discover the underlying logic behind the universe. Which was going to be hard, because there wasn't one.”
“He was determined to save her, to be her hero, to give her a reason why the gods had seen fit to place him inside her visions. Gods, he wanted to rescue her. After all, she had rescued him; she had become his heroine a long time ago, before his death became imminent.”
Source: Malevolence
“He was different; innocent of heart, and full of good will, which nobody wanted, this castaway, that, like a man transplanted into another planet, was separated by an immense space from his past and by an immense ignorance from his future.”
Source: Amy Foster
“He was dignity distorted, bravery become knavery, sanctimoniousness masking sin. He was a mirror, jeering at the subject it reflected. Yet so muted were the jeers, so delicate the inaccuracies of delineation, that they evaded detection. True and false were blended together. The false was merely an extended shadow of the true.”
Source: A Swell-Looking Babe
“He was dirty, his hair unkempt, his clothes stained with blood. Heroes in stories somehow managed to rescue maidens while looking like court dandies. Next time he went adventuring he'd remember to bring a comb.”
Source: The Book of Words
“He was disappointed in it all. He had developed into an alien. As the steam beer had tasted raw, so their companionship seemed raw to him. He was too far removed. Too many thousands of opened books yawned between them and him. He had exiled himself. He had travelled in the vast realm of intellect until he could no longer return home. On the other hand, he was human, and his gregarious need for companionship remained unsatisfied. He had found no new home.”
Source: Martin Eden
“He was discovered with his feet stuck to the ceiling in the bathroom with his head stuffed in the toilet...”
Source: Ender’s Game
“He was discovering that even hatred died a little at the end. But it still lasted longer than desire, longer even than love.”
“He was disgracefully handsome, the flight attendant decided, with the kind of face you saw in old black-and-white Hollywood movies. And, oh, that British accent! Even better. Nadia loved British accents. He was so courteous, such a gentleman, that she wondered if he might somehow be connected to the royal family. Just thinking about it made her pizda tingle. "Then perhaps I can fetch you a blanket."
"A glass of wine, if you have it."
"Of course, sir. Red or white?"
"Always red."
Rafe watched the shapely bottom swing pertly away toward the galley. With blue baby-doll eyes and wide pouty lips, she was an adolescent wet dream of a sexy stewardess, long-legged and busty, extravagantly curvy in all the right places under the snug red Aeroflot uniform.”
Source: The Color of Light
“He was disgracefully handsome, the flight attendant decided, with the kind of face you saw in old black-and-white Hollywood movies. And, oh, that British accent! Even better. Nadia loved British accents. He was so courteous, such a gentleman, that she wondered if he might somehow be connected to the royal family. Just thinking about it made her pizda tingle. "Then perhaps I can fetch you a blanket."
"A glass of wine, if you have it."
"Of course, sir. Red or white?"
"Always red."
Safe watched the shapely bottom swing pertly away toward the galley. With blue baby-doll eyes and wide pouty lips, she was an adolescent wet dream of a sexy stewardess, long-legged and busty, extravagantly curvy in all the right places under the snug red Aeroflot uniform.”
Source: The Color of Light
“He was distantly aware that he whined like a child and fussed at the tender hands restraining him, while voices gentle, cajoling, and bitterly frustrated by turns spoke over him.”
Source: Hell and Earth
“He was distinguished for ignorance; for he had only one idea, and that was wrong.”
“He was distracted by a giggle, and turned to see a rare sight: a girl.”
“He was doing missionary work. But from the outset he had little success in convincing his charges of their responsibility for a sin committed at the beginning of creation, one which, as they understood it, they were ready and capable (indeed, they carried charms to assure it) of duplicating themselves. He did no better convincing them that a man had died on a tree to save them all: an act which one old Indian, if Gwyon had translated correctly, regarded as "rank presumption".”
Source: The Recognitions: A Novel
“He was done playing cop for a city that did not appreciate its police force.”
Source: The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel
“He was done with every lie he'd ever allowed himself to believe, every lie he'd ever lived, every lie.”
Source: The Given Day
“He was doubtless an understanding Fellow that said, there was no happy Marriage but betwixt a blind Wife and a deaf Husband.”
Source: Essays of Michael Seigneur de Montaigne: In Three Books with Marginal Notes and Quotations. And an Account of the Author's Life. With a Short Character of the Author and Translator,
“He was drawn to sadness and could not help noticing it in people.”
Source: Theft
“He was drawn to the edge of things. To the places old mariners knew, and warned, “Beyond here be monsters.”… He stepped into the beyond, and found the monsters hidden deep inside all the reasonable, gentle, laughing people. He went where even they were afraid to go.”
Source: A Rule Against Murder
“He was dressed as if everything he wore had come from different stores or from a rummage sale, except that the crease in his trousers was sharp and his shoes were shined.”
Source: Ramona Quimby, age 8
“He was dressed just like on TV, with lots of silver chains and bracelets, ripped jeans, and a black muscle shirt (Which was kind of stupid, since he didn't have any muscles).”
Source: The 39 Clues 1: The 39 Clues: The Maze of Bones
“He was driven to use the prerogatives of his profession, to act the parson.”
Source: A Room with a View
“He was dropped under a streetlamp, the only person left on the bus. A patch of mauled light. Gritty pavement, scarred with a million cigarette burns. Weeds and spit and oil. Place like this, the only glitter was the knife just before it sank in. Place like this, there wasn't any gold.”
Source: The Five Gates of Hell
“He was drowning in want, his control shattering like glass blown out of a window by a blast concussion. He could almost imagine he heard the shards raining to the ground beneath them. The broken pieces of his willpower. Of his life.”
Source: Lord of Shadows
“He was drunk upon the average once a day, and penitent upon an equally fair calculation once a month; and when he was penitent, he was invariably in the very last stage of maudlin intoxication. He was a ragged, roving, roaring kind of fellow, with a burly form, a sharp wit, and a ready head, and could turn his hand to anything when he chose to do it.”
Source: The Works of Charles Dickens: Sketches by Boz : illustrative of every day life and everyday people. 1903
“He was dull in a new way, and that made many think him great.”
“He was eager to tell me about his latest work, which consisted of him vomiting on a footpath, then cordoning it off. Each artwork lasted until the first ‘philistine’ thought to take the rope down.
‘In that way, the philistine is drawn – whether he likes it or not – into my art. He becomes part of it…and the vomit part of him. Essentially, it is the cosmic vomit. We all spew it. It blurs the boundaries, subverts the liminal…”
Source: Reveries of the Dreamking
“He was easy to talk to, and easy not to talk to—equally important qualities in a friend.”
Source: Shoe Dog: A Memoir by the Creator of Nike
“He was ecstasy embodied, a drug that left my mind in a fog of bliss. It was weird to think I’d spent so much of my life without him.”
Source: Cursed Fates
“He was either a man of about a hundred and fifty who was rather young for his years, or a man of about a hundred and ten who had been aged by trouble.”
“He was either right or wrong. Worrying didn't make it any better. She let herself drift off with the scent of him in her lungs, with the knowledge that she was loved in her head and heart.”
Source: Toxic Game
“He was either the most Zen person I knew, or he was going to implode one day soon.”
Source: At the Edge of the Universe
“He was endowed with a stupidity which by the least little stretch would go around the globe four times and tie.”
Source: Mark Twain at Your Fingertips: A Book of Quotations
“He was endowed with the extraordinary powers of endurance characteristic of madmen and simpletons.”
Source: Life And Fate (Vintage Classic Russians Series)
“He was enjoying her stiffness and detachment.”
Source: Two Months and Three Days
“He was enjoying himself and that was all right with me. It always made life easier when white folks could laugh at a poor slave now and again.
"I had you goin'," Huck said.
I acted like he'd hurt my feelings. White people love feeling guilty.”
Source: James
“He was entering the kingdom of the ice maiden. Those splinterings were the notice of her mirror's smashing: those murmurs like sealing ice were the resonance of draperies drifting over floors of snow. The clink and hush of the wind was an echo of some music played for her. And there! That sheer light platinum note - oh that was the maidens laughter. Something had amused her tonight. Maybe it was the thought of one more lost outcast stumbling through her world, with death treading close behind." Tanith lee - the Heart of Ice.”
Source: Colder Greyer Stones
“He was entirely free of what De Gaulle called, in the kitchen Latin of Molière, paralysus respectus, the kind of awed rigidity that seemed to get hold of every Frenchman in the general’s presence.”
Source: The Gasp
“He was entrancing, with that epicene beauty which in extreme youth sings aloud for love and withers at the first cold wind.”
“He was especially charmed by the two youngest Challons, Ivo and Seraphina, both of them engaging and warm, but also possessing their father's knack for a perfectly timed witticism- a bon mot, Merritt called it.
They asked countless questions about Islay, his friends, his dog, and the distillery, and they entertained him with stories of their own. To Keir's relief, neither of them seemed to have difficulty accepting him as a half brother, despite the vast differences in their ages. They had been brought up in an environment filled with so much abundance, it didn't occur to them to feel threatened by anyone.
The Challons were nothing like the noble families Keir had heard of, in which the children were raised mostly by servants and seldom saw their parents. These people were close and openly affectionate, with no trace of aristocratic stuffiness. Keir thought that was in no small part due to the duchess, who made no pretense about the fact that her father had made his start as a professional boxer. Evie was the anchor who kept the family from drifting too far in the dizzying altitude of their social position. It was at her insistence that the children had at least a passing acquaintance with ordinary life. For example, it was one of Ivo's chores to wash the dog, and Seraphina sometimes accompanied the cook to market to talk with local tradespeople.”
Source: Devil in Disguise
“He was especially excited about Aguirre, the Wrath of God. "Look at this crazy dude," he yelled, point at Klaus Kinski, who on the cover is wearing a Viking helmet and looks like a psychopath. So--with Dad's permission--we put the film in and watched it. This would turn out to be the single most important thing ever to happen in our lives.”
Source: Me and Earl and the Dying Girl
“He was essentially a truth-speaking man, if only he know how to speak the truth.”