H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“He was the freeman whom the truth made free;
Who first of all, the bands of Satan broke;
Who broke the bands of sin, and for his soul,
In spite of fools consulted seriously.”
Source: The Course of Time, a Poem: With a Memoir of the Author, an Introductory Notice, a Copious Index, and an Analysis Prefixed to Each Book
“He was the friend of my life. You know, you only have one friend like that; there can't be two.”
Source: Light Years
“He was the future he was a perfect picture of the future and they were afraid to let anyone see what the future was like. Already they were looking ahead they were figuring the future and somewhere in the future they saw war. To fight the war they would need men and if men saw the future they wouldn't fight.”
“He was the ghost you never saw coming, death breathing down your neck before you even realized you were in the crosshairs.”
“He was the Grand Marshall of our Everyday Parade”
“He was the heat of a fire and the sweetness of the moon I'd only just met.”
Source: Enclave
“He was the hottest guy she had ever
seen, so out of her league they hadn’t invented his league yet. It was like Future League of Hot Guys We Can’t Place Because They’re Too Fucking Hot.”
Source: Playing with Fire
“He was the hunter of my soul,
lying in wait - silently and motionless.
Coaxing me out of hiding,
Enticing me with love,
Dangling hope in my face.
Pulling me in, drawing me close.
I gave in and walked into his trap.
He did a good job too, tearing me apart and ripping my heart out.
He was the hunter and I, the game.
How could I forget that a hunter's job is to kill?”
“He was the incomparable painter of mystery, silence, and the infinite, of the passing cloud, and the sunlit shimmer of the waves-subleties which none before him had been capable of suggesting.”
“He was the Indian equivalent of a frat boy – loud, obnoxious and operating on zero-point-five brain cells.”
Source: Red Flags and Rishtas: A Desi Rom Com
“He was the journey she wanted to take. The landscape she wanted to walk. There wasn’t a part of him she didn’t want to roam.”
Source: Provoked
“He was the keynote speaker for our better angels.”
“He was the kind of boy any young girl should date while she's still able to recover.”
“He was the kind of boy to crush your heart into dust then snort it off the table in front of you.”
“He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions.”
Source: The Crossfire Series Books 1-3 by Sylvia Day
“He was the kind of kid you did not want to sit by. He kept his boogers in his desk, he wore a neck tie.”
“He was the kind of man everyone would fall in love with, even if they didn't want to.”
“He was the kind of man I wanted: wild, hot, horny, and losing control.
And it all pointed back to me, about how much I felt in control of him, with the power of my body.”
Source: Naked and Sexual
“He was the kind of man I wanted: wild, hot, horny, and losing control.
And it all pointed back to me, about how much I felt in control of him, with the power of my body.
I felt so in control of him; it was dizzying, and intoxicating.”
Source: Naked and Sexual
“He was the kind of man who promised a rough, sweaty good time. The air around him snapped and hummed with sexual tension. Everything about him was out of her league.”
Source: Survive By The Team
“He was the kind of man who turned heads. And he was all hers.
That made her feel ridiculously proud. Her wolf wanted to strut around and freaking preen that this was her male.”
Source: Worth the Risk
“He was the kind of person with whom I was likely ever to remain the neutral, passive thing he thought me.”
Source: Villette
“He was the kind of young man whose handsome face has brought him plenty of success in the past and is now ever-ready for a new encounter, a fresh-experience, always eager to set off into the unknown territory of a little adventure, never taken by surprise because he has worked out everything in advance and is waiting to see what happens, a man who will never overlook any erotic opportunity, whose first glance probes every woman's sensuality, and explores it, without discriminating between his friend's wife and the parlour-maid who opens the door to him. Such men are described with a certain facile contempt as lady-killers, but the term has a nugget of truthful observation in it, for in fact all the passionate instincts of the chase are present in their ceaseless vigilance: the stalking of the prey, the excitement and mental cruelty of the kill. They are constantly on the alert, always ready and willing to follow the trail of an adventure to the very edge of the abyss. They are full of passion all the time, but it is the passion of a gambler rather than a lover, cold, calculating and dangerous. Some are so persistent that their whole lives, long after their youth is spent, are made an eternal adventure by this expectation. Each of their days is resolved into hundreds of small sensual experiences - a look exchanged in passing, a fleeting smile, knees brushing together as a couple sit opposite each other - and the year, in its own turn, dissolves into hundreds of such days in which sensuous experience is the constantly flowing, nourishing, inspiring source of life.”
Source: The Burning Secret and other stories
“He was the King of the Gods & could have anything he wanted, but only in theory. Whilst in actual fact, he was the only God who could not have everything he wanted.He had to work hard, since the responsibilities of his office laid heavily on his shoulders.And he could not even play hard, as his jealous wife, Hera, had eyes everywhere.She even had the terrible Argos with the hundred eyes in her service.”
“He was the last thread suspending me in the light. Without him, I can feel myself spiraling downward, falling to a place where I can no longer pull myself back up.”
Source: The Young Elites
“He was the last witness of the world that was going extinct, never to be seen again.”
Source: Children of the Stars
“He was the love of my life, but life moves on.”
“He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. . . . He was naturally learn'd; he needed not the spectacles of books to read Nature; he looked inwards, and found her there. . . . He is many times flat, insipid; his comic wit degenerating in to clenches, his serious swelling into bombast. But he is always great, when some occasion is presented to him.”
“He was the meekest of his sex, the mildest of little men. He sidled in and out of a room, to take up the less space. He walked as softly as the Ghost in Hamlet, and more slowly. He carried his head on one side, partly in modest depreciation of himself, partly in modest propitiation of everybody else.”
Source: The Personal History of David Copperfield ... With Frontispiece by H. K. Browne
“He was the mightiest of Puritans no less than of philistines who first insisted that beauty is only skin deep.”
Source: A Mania for Magnificence
“He was the mighty Fezzik, lover of rhymes, and you did not give up, no matter what.”
Source: The Princess Bride
“He was the monster that no one thought to look for in the light of day. It was a common mistake. People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night. But safety - like light - is a facade. Underneath, the whole world is drenched in darkness.”
“he was the monster that stalked nightmare and they both knew it”
Source: Heart of Obsidian: A Psy-Changeling Novel
“He was the most charming man I had ever met, holding doors open and always having an umbrella at the ready. But things changed. He had my son to control and quickly became jealous and mean - the charming man only when others were around. Behind closed doors, he was grumpy, demanding, entitled, spoiled, angry, and competitive.”
Source: Divorcing Your Narcissist: You Can't Make This Shit Up!
“He was the most complicated beautiful mess I'd ever seen and if this is what you feel, when you've met someone that is about to change your entire world; than I dare not hide myself away from it.”
“He was the most contradictory of men. A champion of extending freedom and democracy to even the poorest of whites, Jackson was an unrepentant slaveholder. A sentimental man who rescued an Indian orphan on a battlefield to raise in his home, Jackson was responsible for the removal of Indian tribes from their ancestral lands. An enemy of Eastern financial elites and a relentless opponent of the Bank of the United States, which he believed to be a bastion of corruption, Jackson also promised to die, if necessary, to preserve the power and prestige of the central government. Like us and our America, Jackson and his America achieved great things while committing grievous sins.”
Source: American Lion: Andrew Jackson in the White House
“He was the most dangerous of men, because, in his actions, he saw only good. He saw himself as a hero.”
Source: Invasive Procedures
“He was the most deliberate person in the world, yet always reached his destination at the exact moment. As for Phileas Fogg, it seemed just as if the typhoon were a part of his programme. Around the world in eighty days”
“He was the most handsome nightmare she had ever met.”
Source: Sugared
“He was the most ordinary man in all the world, and yet in her memory he'd become luminous, like the prince in a fairy tale.”
Source: Torch
“He was the most perfectly formed man she'd ever imagined. He was movie stars, men in underwear commercials, guys at the gym, the construction worker in the red T-shirt who'd whistled at her but she'd pretended she hadn't heard; he was the men in three-piece suits whose brains were as sexy as their bodies; he was lazy, indolent seventeen-year-old boys whose muscles bulged out of their clothes, rodeo stars, and those smooth-cheeked, eyeglassed men who held their children tenderly. He was all of them.”
Source: Sweet Liar
“He was the most persuasive speaker, less for his words than character behind them. He made every listener feel he had done his best to master every aspect of this question, who has been driven by logic to arrive at certain conclusions, and who is disguising from us no argument on either side.”
Source: The Proud Tower: A Portrait of the World Before the War, 1890-1914
“He was the most wickedly handsome creature she had ever seen in all her days. His hair was black as night, his stature large, his muscles were etched with precision into his smooth skin, every last ripple chiseled into wicked perfection.”
Source: Magnificence
“He was the old breed of Filipino, almost extinct, who required that he deserve what he received; who would feel guilt, not only shame or embarrassment; who accounted for each day in the office and observed public trust as if it were a word of God. But even God was nowhere. The new theology proclaimed him dead. Long live Man! Love live Me!”
Source: The Hazards of Distance
“He was the one I compared all others to.”
“He was the one I wasn't looking for.”
“He was the one scapegoat: the man with a love so deep that somehow he would bogart the crown, bearing namely the one for the most hated person alive; and secretly, he wore it so that no one else had to.”
“He was the one she was doing all this for, but sometimes she missed him so much it felt like she swallowed broken glass.”
“He was the one who'd come back to life not fifteen minutes ago. Whenever he got sick at home, Aunt Elizabeth and Tabitha made a tremendous fuss with hot water bottles and tinctures and sweets and kisses. It only stood to reason that they should all make an extra-tremendous fuss now. After all, when you rose from the grave in England, people tended to make whole religions out of you.”
Source: The Glass Town Game
“He was the one who had Caden and me study the Roman Games and learn how the ruler could easily dupe the masses, taking their minds off their horrendous lives by giving them a spectacle.
He understood how simple it was to get the people focused on the superficial while taking more and more from them. Getting them to fight amongst themselves and not their true enemy. Give them more show, and they'll eat it up, asking for more, while you are boldly torturing, murdering and starving them.”
Source: Bad Lands