H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“He was thirty-one now, not too old, but old enough to be lonely. He hadn't dated since he'd been back here, hadn't met anyone who remotely interested him. It was his own fault, he knew. There was something that kept a distance between him and any woman who started to get close, something he wasn't sure he could change even if he tried. And sometimes in the moments right before sleep came, he wondered if he was destined to be alone forever.”
“He was through playing games. When it came to Soteria, he had no sense of humor whatsoever. Anyone who threatened her, ended their life. It was that simple.”
Source: Acheron: A Dark-Hunter Novel
“He was tired
of being called
a fag and teased
for his sexuality
by one of the guards,
so he tried to hang
himself, twice
The kid got a little
closer the second
time, but I won’t be
around to see a
third”
Source: Crushed Black Velvet
“He was tired of pretty! Pretty had a horrible habit of spitting out babies.”
Source: Black Market Angels
“He was tired of there being something shameful or unsettling about the blunt expression of friendship, of the simple desire to be there for someone needing to be mocked before it could be respected, of the fact that caring about a friend and wanting the best for them didn't hold the same value as money, when it was just as essential, if not more so.”
Source: Small Joys
“He was tlushed with success-”
Source: Seduced By The Candidate
“He was to assume the burden of his journey, its pain and solitude. No one else, parent or tribe, could spare him that journey lest they also steal his capacity to fight for and achieve his full potential.”
Source: Under Saturn's Shadow: The Wounding and Healing of Men
“He was to be the son of her old age; the limb of her infirmity; the oak tree on which she leant her degradation.”
Source: Orlando
“He was to be the sun that would ripen the crowd for carving skin instead of wooden ornaments.”
Source: The Conjurer
“He was to be their servant boy, their boi, he understood that now. It was so sudden, and no one had explained.”
Source: Theft
“He was to tell André Malraux later: “Clemeneau used to say: ‘War is a much too serious business to be left to the military.’ And look what happened to Communism when the Communists got hold of it or to the Catholic Church in the hands of the clergy. We are rapidly approaching a point when it will no longer be possible to trust scientists with science.”
Source: The Gasp
“He was too beautiful. Way more beautiful than me and way more beautiful than a beautiful woman. Have you met these men? His too beautiful voice and his beautiful hands and his beautiful cock. But the beauty went all haywire on the inside because he thought he was shit. And that thinking he was shit? It transformed him into the exact opposite of me - the most passive man on the planet. Particularly around any kind of high energy or conflict. Which was basically me, in the flesh.”
Source: The Chronology of Water
“He was too busy attacking the buffet table- tenderloin, crab claws, gravlax, mushrooms, cherrystones on the half shell. He held one out to Adrienne.
"Eat this," he said.
"No, thanks."
"Come on."
"I'm not hungry."
"Not hungry?" he said. He piled his plate with Chinese spare ribs. "This food is incredible.”
Source: The Blue Bistro
“He was too busy checking out and checking in, making and breaking plans, buying and losing cell phones, playing computer games and pool, looking at stock quotes, and living the chaotic life that effectively took up all his energy and time.”
Source: Drama Kings: The Men Who Drive Strong Women Crazy
“He was too entranced by the real love of his life—books.”
Source: Igni Ferroque
“He was too explosive for her to touch him so intimately. It would lead to the wrong things. And places he'd banned himself from. As her protector, he had to stay away from her. That was how it worked. This, he could not stray from. Not again.
Even if it killed him.”
Source: Hard Core
“He was too good to be
Where ill men were, and was the best of all
Amongst the rar'st of good ones- sitting sadly
Hearing us praise our loves of Italy
For beauty that made barren the swell'd boast
Of him that best could speak; for feature, laming
The shrine of Venus or straight-pight Minerva,
Postures beyond brief nature; for condition,
A shop of all the qualities that man
Loves woman for; besides that hook of wiving,
Fairness which strikes the eye-
CYMBELINE.”
Source: The Dramatic Works of Shakspeare
“He was too gorgeous for words and worst yet he knew it.”
Source: Beg for Mercy
“He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew.”
Source: The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel
“He was too sick- he didn't think he could keep it down- but to please her, he drank a little. The crisp-sour taste made him recoil. "What is it?"
"Mint tea."Win's angel-blue eyes stared into his without blinking, her beautiful face neutral. "You must drink all of this, and then perhaps another cup. It will make you better."
He knew at once Win was lying. Nothing could make him better. And the bitter tang of morphine in the tea was impossible to conceal. But Merripen sensed an intent in her, a strange deliberateness, and the idea came to him that she was giving him an overdose on purpose. His exhausted mind weighted the possibility. It must be that Win wanted to spare him more suffering, knowing the hours and days to come were beyond his endurance. Killing him with morphine was the last act of kindness she could offer him.
Dying in her arms... cradled against her... as he relinquished his scarred soul to the darkness... Win would be the last thing he would ever feel, see, hear. Had there been any tears in him, he would have wept in gratitude.”
Source: Mine Till Midnight
“He was too simple to wonder when he had attained humility. But he knew he had attained it and he knew it was not disgraceful and it carried no loss of true pride.”
Source: The Old Man and the Sea
“He was too smitten by his second wife and the sons she produced easily and regularly at eighteen-month intervals to bother too much about a daughter.”
Source: Ladies Coupé
“He was too spotless to talk of blood and murder like Macbeth, but in the red glare of the fire he no longer looked so angelic. Instead he was handsome the way you think of the devil as handsome—forbiddingly so.”
Source: If We Were Villains
“He was too tough to experience disappointments and resentments - negative affections. In this nihilist fin de siècle, he was affirmation. Right through to illness and death. Why did I speak of him in the past? He laughed, he is laughing, he is here. It's your sadness, idiot, he'd say.”
“He was too vivid, too bright to think of him no longer being there.”
Source: A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire
“He was too well accustomed to suffering, and had suffered too much where he was, to bewail the prospect of change very severely.”
“He was too young to deserve a weight of the world sign like the one he expelled.”
“He was too young to know that, in any novel with a reasonable amount of forethought, there were no coincidences.”
“He was too young to look so angry. I still remembered him as the cheerful little kid who played with Mythomagic cards.”
Source: The Battle of the Labyrinth
“He was top-heavy with conceit.”
Source: Peter Pan
“He was tormented by his dreams, dreaming of Emerald seducing him. She tied him to the bed frame, kissing her way from his mouth down to his belly, taking her time, making him wild with need before taking his throbbing erection into her mouth. She brought him to the brink before easing back and leaving him wanting, while she rubbed her breasts in his face, then lowering herself onto him and riding his cock until they were both spent.
He dreamed of her growing large with his child, living together and making a family with him and the girls. Then she disappeared. He was shattered, searching for her, missing her desperately.”
Source: Wrestling William
“He was touched in the cavity where his heart should have been, in that nest of addled eggs, where the birds of heaven would have lived if they had not been whistled away, by the fervour of this reproach.”
Source: The Shorter Novels of Charles Dickens
“He was transfixed at the sight of the lords and ladies of his realm running about like demented chickens.”
“He was trapped in the electrochemical web of cognition, wherein curiosity leads into temptation, temptation leads into fear, and fear is considered an impulse to be mastered.”
Source: The Imago Sequence
“He was troubled; this brain, so limpid in its blindness, had lost its transparency; there was a cloud in this crystal.”
Source: Les Misérables
“He was trying hard to continue to exist as himself despite the unlikeliness of everything.”
Source: American Pastoral
“He was trying to be everywhere at once," the redhead told the human. "Trying to make sure Alice had nothing to do, actually." He shook his head as he looked at the tiny blackhaired girl. "Alice doesn‘t need anyone‘s help." The vampire named Alice shot a glare at Jasper. "Overprotective fool," she said in her clear soprano voice. Jasper met her stare with a half smile, seeming to forget for a second that I existed.”
“he was trying to convince himself that he wasn't guilty.”
“He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.”
“He was trying to rape me."
Again that long, assessing, intimate look. "I can sympathize with the temptation," he said, half to himself.”
Source: To Love a Dark Lord
“He was trying to save both his faces.”
“He was trying to show her that he was still that hard-hearted and merciless grand wizard from Menzoberranzan, she recognized, and she thought it rather . . . Cute? Or pathetic? No matter, she realized. Gromph’s ego bristled at any thoughts of emotional softness.”
Source: Lolth's Warrior
“He was trying to tell me something.' Derek snorted. 'Aren’t they all? Must be a rule in the ghost handbook—if in danger of evaporating, make sure you’re in the middle of a dire pronouncement.”
Source: The Reckoning: The Darkest Powers Trilogy
“He was twelve years older, thirty-seven, the age at which you start realizing you only get so many loves of your life.”
“He was twenty. I remembered twenty. I'd known everything at twenty. It took me another year to realize I knew nothing. I was still hoping to learn something before I hit thirty, but I wasn't holding my breath.”
Source: Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Collection 1-5
“He was twice her weight in muscle and doubly strong. They still fit as if made for each other.
She hugged him close. He buried his face in her hair. Her neck. Breathed in her scent. Aroused woman and feminine musk.
They moved together.
Uninhibited and indulgent.
Power and pleasure.
He thrust, and she throbbed.
She arched against him.
He strained against her.
A sensation hit him that he hadn't expected.
A sense of oneness settled in his soul.
His rhythmic pace coaxed her, drove her higher.
They climbed fast and were suddenly there.
They came undone.
Both stiffening.
Both shattering.
Both boneless. Mindless. Replete.”
Source: The Café Between Pumpkin and Pie
“He was ugly, himself. Weird-ugly. But ugliness in a man doesn't matter, much. Ugliness in a woman is her life.”
Source: Faithless: Tales of Transgression
“He was unbelievably hard. Everywhere. He was in control, infinitely stronger, and he wanted me to know it. -Ella”
Source: The Travis Family, The Complete Series: Blue Eyed Devil, Smooth Talking Stranger, Sugar Daddy, and Brown-Eyed Girl
“He was uncomfortable with the idea that use might not like him.”
“He was uncomplicated and upbeat and easy. At one point, I might have thought these traits made him a simpleton, but now I think they just translate to happiness.”
Source: Baby Proof: A Novel