H Quotes
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“He wasn’t going to be able to deactivate the field, which meant there was only one choice.
He’d realized early on that his arcane, profoundly alien passenger came with a cost, possibly one too high to pay and get out the other side free and clear. He’d pay it nonetheless and without complaint if the diati would only come through for him now.
Caleb closed his eyes.”
Source: Relativity
“He wasn't going to be alone after she died, but the world was going to be a lonelier place without her.”
Source: Son of a Trickster
“He wasn't going to get caught staring at her and reveal that she had the upper hand.”
Source: Lethal Game
“He wasn't going to ruin you, Tommy. He stopped it."
Tommy shook his head. "You stopped it. You loved him enough to show him that there was more to life than revenge. You changed him. You've given him another chance to be the Michael we knew instead of the cold, hard Bourne he became. You've moved the mountain.”
Source: A Rogue by Any Other Name
“He wasn’t going to tell me what to do. It would have to be my decision.”
Source: Above All Else
“He wasn’t good enough for her. But by God, he meant to make her happy while he had her.”
Source: Seven Nights in a Rogue's Bed
“He wasn't good with this sort of thing - with the back-and-forth dance between man and woman. He wasn't even sure if they were dancing, or if she was merely being polite.”
Source: Unraveled
“He wasn’t gullible enough to be bullied by the ghost’s accusation – for Andrew Fletcher had his share of guilt, but he’d never thrown anyone down a well, either.”
Source: Possessed
“He wasn't having me try on a glass slipper, but for some strange reason, I finally understood exactly why Cinderella ran off with the prince after having only known him for one night. Having a hot guy kneeling in front of you is sort of intoxicating.”
Source: The Ugly Stepsister Strikes Back
“He wasn't, I realized when I read those scenes concerning Blair and myself, close to any of us-- except of course to Blair, and really not even to her. He was simply someone who floated through our lives and didn't seem to care how flatly he perceived everyone or that he'd shared our secret failures with the world, showcasing the youthful indifference, the gleaming nihilism, glamorizing the horror of it all. But there was no point in being angry with him.”
Source: Imperial Bedrooms
“He wasn’t just bleeding without. He was bleeding within, too.”
Source: Angel Gate
“He wasn't like some of his fellow GhostWalkers, who seemed to walk into a room and have half the female population enthralled--and that had nothing to do with their enhancements and everything to do with their good looks, charisma, or both, none of which he had.”
Source: Lethal Game
“He wasn't like some of the hippies in England, where the qualification to rebel is planted by the guilt raised from being a spoilt child with a good education. He was a real hippy born from being forced to kill for his army until he was twenty one. He had long hair because the army made him shave his head. The army made him shave every day too. Now he had a beard. His face for a long time was not his own. When this guy said he was all about peace he wasn't talking about peace because his mum never got him the horse he wanted for his eighteenth birthday, he was talking about peace because he’d seen war. He talked about love because he knew hate: hate for those above him, hate for those he had served with, hate for enemies not born his but who became so and, lastly, hate for himself for how his mind had been controlled.”
Source: Life Knocks
“He wasn't like those handsome men you see on the fashion billboards. He was handsome in a rugged way like a wood cutter with an unkempt beard or a man who just finished fixing the engine of his car, wiping his oily hands over his white flannel shirt. Like a man who knows that he has starry eyes that can bring stars closer but doesn't even bother to look.”
“He wasn't like those handsome men you see on the fashion billboards. He was handsome in a rugged way like a wood cutter with an unkept beard or a man who just finished fixing the engine of his car, wiping his oily hands over his white flannel shirt. Like a man who knows that he has starry eyes that can bring stars closer but doesn't even bother to look.”
“He wasn’t listening.
And God wasn’t listening either.
Because I am God now.”
Source: Elegy
“He wasn’t lonely. He wasn’t in despair. No, this feeling was different. Raw. It crept through him, quiet and relentless, until the truth finally surfaced. He was sad.”
Source: SkyWorld: The Fall Is Coming
“He wasn't looking at me, and I wasn't looking at him. "Sometimes I wonder if you make decisions just to piss me off."
I glared at the road. "Sometimes I wonder if you give yourself too much credit in my decision-making.”
Source: Mafiosa
“He wasn’t looking for a soulmate. That would require having a soul to share, and he’d sold his off long ago”
Source: Heart and Sole
“He wasn’t my boyfriend, but he was something. Someone who made a positive impact on my life regardless of the negative. He changed my perspective for the better and made me who I am in this very second. I appreciate, cherish, and thank him for it; and I will for this life and into any life that may come.”
“He wasn't physically impotent. So the impotence must lie in his soul. Finding oblivion in a moment's ecstasy was all he could manage.”
Source: We, the Drowned
“He wasn't proud or arrogant, but there was a self-confidence about him that said he knew what he wanted and he was going to get it, and you'd better not get in his way.”
“He wasn’t ready for death, but if it came today, he would face it with his head held high and Alexander Lightwood’s name on his lips.”
Source: The Red Scrolls of Magic
“He wasn't scared of falling. All these years, he'd fallen many times. But falling on the ground still hurt, after all. If someone was there to catch him, it'd be more than wonderful.”
Source: Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, Vol. 1
“He wasn't Sirius.
He was planet Earth.
He was oxygen.
He was everything.”
Source: Ruckus
“He wasn't so bad when the two of us came to see you, though. He was just his usual self."
Because you were there," said Naoko. "He was always like that around you. He struggled to keep his weaknesses hidden. I'm sure he was very fond of you. He made a point of letting you see only his best side. He wasn't like that with me. He'd let his guard down. He could be really moody. One minute he'd be chattering away, and the next thing he'd be depressed. It happened all the time. He was like that from the time he was little. He did keep trying to change himself, to improve himself, though."
Naoko recrossed her legs atop the sofa.
He tried hard, but it didn't do any good, and that would make him really angry and sad. There was so much about him that was fine and beautiful, but he could never find the confidence he needed. "I've got to do that, I've got to change this," he was always thinking, right up to the end. Poor Kizuki!"
Still though," I said, "if it's true that he was always struggling to show me his best side, I'd say he succeeded. His best side was all that I could see."
Naoko smiled. "He'd be thrilled to hear you say that. You were his only friend.”
Source: Norwegian Wood
“He wasn't so elderly after all, I saw: probably just a few years older than I. And yet I was never able (and am still not) to think of myself as old. I talked as if I knew I was; I bemoaned my age. But it was only for comedy, or to make other people feel young.”
Source: A Little Life
“He wasn’t sure if his parents would be proud that their child had served his country or not. There had always been something unnatural about parents burying their children.”
Source: The Odd and The Strange: A Collection of Very Short Fiction
“He wasn’t sure if it was because of the full moon, but he could tell this was no ordinary night. He could feel it in his gut and he was ready for anything.
Of course, he would not be ready for what he was about to experience. How could anyone be ready for this madness?”
Source: The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel
“He wasn’t sure if it was the matrix of light and shadow, but the gravedigger was almost certain that a black mass of mould pulsed ever so slightly inside the fissure, a dying pockmarked blackened heart.”
Source: Billy's Experiment: An Old Castle Novel
“He wasn’t sure if the salt and iron he tasted was blood and the bridle, or Mehiel’s tears.”
Source: Hell and Earth
“He wasn't telling her what the gods were, he was telling her what goodness was. To want other people to grow. To want other people to have all the good things that you have. And to spare them the bad things if you can. That was goodness.”
Source: Xenocide
“He wasn’t that careful, Lucan. I think you’ve got him mixed up with someone else.”
“He put a lot of effort into you. Not just as a soldier. But as a child. Why teach you that horse sport? Why teach you to play an instrument? Why give you a God? He took you to church? Every week?”
I swallow and nod as my face begins to feel hot.
“Men who want to kill their grandchildren don’t do those things, Junco.”
FLIGHT ~ Chapter One”
Source: Flight
“He wasn’t the best coder or the most introspective human being, and you must know that it takes the best coder and the most human human to produce the best droid in this age. (Douglas Parsley”
Source: Return to Island X
“He wasn’t the Noble she wanted dead—though watching him crash to his knees on the floor beside her bed, she knew that wasn’t strictly true.”
Source: Amber and Shadow
“He wasn't the type for displays of affection, either verbal or not. He was disgusted by couples that made out in the hallways between classes, and got annoyed at even the slightest sappy moments in movies. But I knew he cared about me: he just conveyed it more subtly, as concise with expressing this emotion as he was with everything else. It was in the way he'd put his hand on the small of my back, for instance, or how he'd smile at me when I said something that surprised him. Once I might have wanted more, but I'd come around to his way of thinking in the time we'd been together. And we were together, all the time. So he didn't have to prove how he felt about me. Like so much else, I should just know.”
Source: The Truth About Forever
“He wasn’t the type of cowboy she was supposed to want, but to pretend she didn’t was a lie.”
Source: Wicked Cowboy Wolf
“He wasn’t the typical, adventurous, sexy shifter, and he knew it. There wasn’t a trace of wolf or bear or even lion in him. He may prance a bit more than necessary and prefer salads over anything else, but he was proud to be an alpaca, just the same.”
Source: Addicted to the Alpaca
“He wasn't used to people saying no, and Eby felt sorry for him, the way she'd always felt sorry for those who had everything and it still wasn't enough.”
Source: Lost Lake
“He wasn't wearing a shirt. Alert, alert! August Hodges was not wearing a shirt.
Her greedy eyes inhaled the wall of delicious flesh that defined his magnificent back. Muscles rippled in perfect synchronized motions as he lifted his arm. Scrumptious, delicious brown skin her lips and tongue longed to taste. Dampness instantly settled between her legs.
She must have made a whimper full of intense hunger, or maybe he just sensed he was no longer alone--- and she was going to go with the second, less embarrassing option--- because he turned. Holy fuck! The front was better than the back. He was a professional athlete who took his fitness seriously (even though he owned a cupcake shop franchise), so she shouldn't be shocked by how fucking good he looked. But it was one thing to be intellectually aware of something and another to be confronted with it up close and personal. A quick perusal registered an eight-pack. A trail of hair bisected his abs and led to... She jerked her eyes upward.
His eyebrows lifted. "Sloane?"
His tone was amused. No doubt her tongue was hanging out her mouth like a dog eagerly tracking the bowl of water its parent carried.
Dignity. She needed to find it, and soon. She lifted a hand as he reached for the teal Sugar Blitz polo on his desk. Let a mocking, flirty smile spread across her lips. "Please stop on my behalf."
He shot her a look. "I do so appreciate being treated like a piece of meat."
The finest, rarest cut of beef. Filet mignon.”
Source: A Legend in the Baking
“He wasn't willing to lose her. Not now. Not after all the loss he'd already experienced.
This time, he wasn't gonna sit around helplessly. He'd do everything he could to keep her alive, even if it cost him his own life.”
Source: To Tame a Cowboy
“He wasn't worried about being alone. He was used to it. He'd been alone most of his life, even in the midst of a crowd. He could handle that, no problem.”
Source: Toxic Game
“He wasn't wrong to fall for me. Just in the wrong universe.”
Source: Ten Thousand Skies Above You
“He wasn't yours to get hurt by. He was someone else's and you knew that, so why are you offended? What right do you have to be hurt when you were a part of the deception (lying by omission)?”
“He wasn't a complete human being at all. He was a tiny bit of one, unnaturally developed; something in a bottle, an organ kept alive in a laboratory. I thought he was a sort of primitive savage, but he was something absolutely modern and up-to-date that only this ghastly age could produce. A tiny bit of a man pretending to be whole.”
“He wasn't a medical doctor, just educated all the way up as far as you can get.”
Source: Thirteenth Child
“He wasn't completely wrong, poor old Gemistus (let Lord Andronicus and the patriarch suspect him if they like), in wanting us, telling us to become pagan once again.”
“He wasn't evil as much as magnificently innocent of any kind of morality.”
Source: Death Masks: Book five of The Dresden Files
“He wasn't handsome. That was too calm a word. He was intensely masculine. He was sexual. He attracted.”
Source: Darkfever: Fever Series
“He wasn't into one-night stands, he wasn't into scoring just to see if he could, he wasn't into acting just charming enough to get what he wanted before cutting loose in favor of someone new and attractive. He just wasn't like that. He would never be like that. When he met a girl, the first question he asked himself wasn't whether she was good for a few dates; it was whether she was the kind of girl he could imagine spending time with in the long haul.”