H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Heart of a solider with a brain to teach your whole nation.”
“Heart of America is a movie I'm very proud of. The young actors are great and the story has impact.”
“Heart of Humility: poem excerpt
In a world full of brashness, pretence and bravado,
Humility is undoubtedly a rare,
And wonderful gift.”
Source: A Shore of Spiritual Shells: Poetry For Inner Strength And Faith
“Heart of Jesus, burning with love for us, inflame our hearts with love of Thee.”
“Heart of my heart, that’s who you are, Adria Morgan. Chosen and forever.” Picking her hand off his cheek, he pressed a lingering kiss to the palm before placing it over the strong, steady rhythm of that very organ. “Wolf and man, you own every part of me.”
Source: Tangle of Need: A Psy-Changeling Novel
“Heart of my heart, the world is young;
Love lies hidden in every rose!”
Source: Drake. The enchanted island. New poems
“Heart of my heart, the world is young;
Love lies hidden in every rose!
Every song that the skylark sung
Once, we thought, must come to a close:
Now we know the spirit of song,
Song that is merged in the chant of the whole,
Hand in hand as we wander along,
What should we doubt of the years that roll?”
Source: Drake. The enchanted island. New poems
“Heart of my heart, we are one with the wind,
One with the clouds that are whirled o'er the lea,
One in many, O broken and blind,
One as the waves are at one with the sea!
Ay! when life seems scattered apart,
Darkens, ends as a tale that is told,
One, we are one, O heart of my heart,
One, still one, while the world grows old.”
Source: The Golden Hynde
“Heart of my heart, were it more,
More would be laid at your feet.”
Source: James Joyce: The Complete Novels (Book House)
“Heart pounding, she started to prepare the meal that hit her so hard. Her famous cherry tomatoes stuffed with chile, cheese, and bacon, along with pulled pork, endive slaw, and potato pancakes with homemade catsup.”
Source: The Glass Kitchen
“Heart racing, Nesta lifted the lantern in one hand and gazed at the darkness, untouched by the light from the library high, high above. The heart of the world, of existence. Of self.
The heart of the House.
'This...' Her fingers tightened on the lantern. 'This darkness is your heart.'
As if in answer, the House laid a little evergreen sprig at her feet.
'A Winter Solstice present. For me.
She could have sworn warm hands brushed her neck in answer. 'But your darkness...' Wonder softened her voice. 'You were trying to show me. Show others. Who you are, down deep. What haunts you. You were trying to show them all those dark, broken pieces because the priestesses, and Emerie, and I... We're the same as you.'
Her throat constricted at what the House had gifted her. This knowledge.
She lifted the lantern higher and blew out its flame.
Let the darkness sweep in. Embraced it.
'I'm not afraid,' she whispered into it. 'You are my friend, and my home. Thank you for sharing this with me.'
Again, Nesta could have sworn that phantom touch caressed her neck, her cheek, her brow.
'Happy Solstice,' she said into the beautiful, fractured darkness.”
Source: A Court of Silver Flames
“Heart resides
where crumbling churches give way to blossoming trees
empty storefronts to towering mansions
it doesn’t want just another heist movie
or an illusion of cleavage
it’s not accidental or meaningless
it wants to be known”
Source: Halcyon Days and Stormy Months: 21 Poems
“Heart Rings
What stories would our bones tell
if they had rings like trees?
circles marking the times
when you felt loved
when you were in love
when you grieved
when you did something that
required every last ounce of your courage
when you were full of faith —
That is how our hearts work
a lone, rhythmic documentarian
chronicling your life in the shadow of your flesh
mysterious even to its owner
And someday we might learn
that it was drawing a map
for the soul to navigate the real final frontier”
Source: Become The Fool
“Heart’s deviation
Let us travel from now to then, from today to tomorrow,
Let us fulfill our desires and wishes in a row,
Because they lie sequenced in the order only you and I know,
And you can see them all over my face while I see them appearing on your beautiful brow,
Let me take you into the clouds and get wet,
Let me take you there where I first saw you and then our hearts met,
Because in that place everything is still wet,
Although there are no clouds and the sky is clear, I wonder from where it could such a cover of wetness get,
Let me take you there and together discover its secret,
Let us know what no one else knows about it,
Because the place is mysteriously always wet and it is beyond my wit,
Or it could be it is just my false impression of it,
Let me then make a confession, that since you left nothing has returned,
Let me reveal to you the world that appears deceptively wet as it is actually the world that has endlessly burned,
Because when from the distance you see fields of burned desires and wishes turned to ash, they look like wet surfaces where everything is frozen in stillness and unturned,
And it is from ash covered places like these life has all its ploys learned,
Let me take you away from here too, somewhere far, very far, where burning is not required,
Let us travel there where heart’s find whatever they have wished for and desired,
Because they say utopia is somewhere where human feelings are never by desperate moments mired,
And in this outlandish possibility let us seek each other and never feel tired,
Let me love you behind the clouds and beyond the blue sky,
Let us go there where everything burns: the sun, the stars, the universe, and everything that flies by,
Because there, maybe when you see them burning in the fire of eternity and cry,
You might realise why few places appear to be always wet long after their fires die,
Let me look at your face, your eyes; and understand you a bit more,
Let me see you in reality’s dress and then let me your every sentiment explore,
Because when we realise what burning feels like it is then your true soul peeps from your skin’s every pore,
Then let me kiss you and see if you too ever felt wet, and feel the corner of your heart where all your feelings you store,
Let me let you explore me in the same ways,
Let me let you experience the wetness of my soul, that has burned endlessly for nights and days,
Because only then you might be able to see what you could never feel because you knew not how to deal with heart’s ways,
As it is with all of us, in the beginning we let our minds dictate the darkness of our nights and the brightness of our days,
Let me cover you with my desires and their fires and everything that you wish to feel,
Let me show you how human lives turn and spin on the fate’s wheel,
Because sometimes what appears to be the reality is actually not real,
Maybe it will be the misadventure of our hearts but then if you look at the world and the universe even real sometimes seems unreal,
Let me introduce you to the world where everything is real because there is no fake dimension,
Let us then live in this romantic moment this romantic sensation,
Because in the miscellany of my feelings, desires, and endless wishes, your feelings appear to be my heart’s only native creation,
So let me, my love Irma, make you feel what true impenitence feels like when you do not obey your mind but you follow your heart’s every selfless deviation!”
Source: They Loved in 2075!
“Heart’s fragrance is spent with the ending of spring
And nothing left but a tear-stained robe.”
“Heart’s revolt
I remember her song,
I remember her soft breathing rhymes,
She lies within me just like the water to the ocean does belong,
She is the wonder of my past that her memories carry into my present times,
I think of her in all my heart’s appropriateness,
I feel her still everywhere and in everything,
In my mind’s every thought and in its wakefulness,
And in my dreams she still appears as the most beautiful thing,
I am facing an eviction of different kind,
I am voluntarily surrendering all feelings that do not bear her hints,
Although my mind is least pliant and it doesn't want to unwind,
Although my heart throbs for me, deep in its chambers it only her feelings mints,
I helplessly watch my own mind and heart in this act of revolt,
I face them both in the clamor of day and the silence of nights,
And I feel their enormous bolt,
And now, I am used to them both, and now; we three have become the sources of our own secret delights,
I may be a traveler on the highway of life,
I may be seeking what we all seek from it,
But when you realise a pliable mind and a pliant heart do not represent the fullness of life,
You fall in love with her, and the feeling grows deeper, until the feeling becomes a part of you and you become a part of it!”
Source: They Loved in 2075!
“Heart shall be bolder, harder be purpose,
more proud the spirit as our power lessens!
Mind shall not falter nor mood waver,
though doom shall come and dark conquer.”
Source: The Battle of Maldon together with The Homecoming of Beorhtnoth Beorhthelm's Son and 'The Tradition of Versification in Old English'
“Heart-Shaped Glasses (When the Heart Guides the Hand), the first single from Eat Me, Drink Me, features a video filmed by Titanic director James Cameron. In it, Manson croons to Wood, who – with bobbed hair, gloves and a demure frock – blankly masturbates in an audience of writhing lesbians, Manson’s image reflected in her heart-shaped glasses. I wanted to like the song, but found Manson’s threadbare voice and overdubbed music annoying, and the chorus - 'Don’t break my heart/and I won’t break your heart-shaped glasses' – suggested a pugilistic retribution ('Dump me, and I’ll punch your lights out!') more in keeping with Norman Mailer than Nabokov.”
Source: Mouth
“Heart sings when passionates seek opportunities to grow with career. A happy family is epitome of career.”
“Heart
Some people sell their blood. You sell your heart.
It was either that or the soul.
The hard part is getting the damn thing out.
A kind of twisting motion, like shucking an oyster,
your spine a wrist,
and then, hup! it's in your mouth.
You turn yourself partially inside out
like a sea anemone coughing a pebble.
There's a broken plop, the racket
of fish guts into a pail,
and there it is, a huge glistening deep-red clot of the still-alive past, whole on the plate.
It gets passed around. It's slithery. It gets dropped,
but also tasted. Too coarse, says one. Too salty.
Too sour, says another making a face.
Each on is an instant gourmet,
and you stand listening to all this
in the corner, like a newly hired waiter,
your diffident, skillful hand on the wound hidden
deep in your shirt and chest,
shyly, heartless.”
Source: The Door
“Heart stop aching, mind stop thinking.”
“Heart surgeons do not have the world's smallest egos: when you ask them to name the world's three leading practitioners, they never can remember the names of the other two.”
Source: Windy City Blues
“Heart thoughts are profound, hindsight aches and hope is obscure. I'm craving a great adventure -- one that leads me back home.”
“Heart thumping, she tossed around the words she’d heard in her mind.
Until she accepted their inevitable truth.
She was the answer.
Not because she was full of her own hubris. But because her father’s passing had handed the baton to her and only her. There was no one else for the job.”
“Heart-to-heart journaling is a dialogue with God where both you and God are talking and you are recording it on paper. Heart-to-heart journaling is simply writing out your thoughts to God and what you sense to be His answer or response to you.”
Source: Intimate Life Lessons; developing the intimacy with God you already have.
“Heart turned to me, his face thoughtful. “Yesterday morning. Yes, that means that Daphne hadn’t been home for two days before that.” He smiled at me. “You were supposed to be the Alpha’s eye candy.” Adam laughed. “What?” I asked him. “You don’t think I’d be good eye candy?” I looked down at my overalls and grease-stained hands. I’d torn another nail to the quick. “Honey is eye candy,” said Ben apologetically. “You’re . . . just you.” “Mine,” said Adam, edging between Heart and me. “Mine is what she is.”
“Heart wakers’ are emotions and traits that protect and awaken all dimensions of the human heart. These include gratitude, optimism, kindness, generosity, joy, laughter, purpose, compassion, and love. Importantly, these abilities are not innate; they can be learned and cultivated.”
Source: Just One Heart: A Cardiologist’s Guide to Healing, Health, and Happiness
“Heart weeps. Head tries to help heart. Head tells heart how it is, again: You will lose the ones you love. They will all go. But even the earth will go, someday. Heart feels better, then. But the words of head do not remain long in the ears of heart. Heart is so new to this. I want them back, says heart. Head is all heart has. Help, head. Help heart.”
Source: Varieties of Disturbance: Stories
“Heart, where lives God, it is a place of love, and the peace. Where lives the evil, it is a place of hatred and the tense.”
“Heart worship is what God is looking for; those who will worship Him in Spirit and truth (John 4:24). Don’t fool yourself? Don’t deceive yourself? This is very serious and should not be taken lightly. Check Your Motive, before praising and worshipping your Heavenly Father God. He knows the reason why you are doing something or behaving in a specific way.”
“Heart's ease of pansy, pleasure or thought, Which would the picture give us of these? Surely the heart that conceived it sought Heart's ease.”
Source: Delphi Complete Works of Algernon Charles Swinburne (Illustrated)
“Heart's ease! one could look for half a day Upon this flower, and shape in fancy out Full twenty different tales of love and sorrow, That gave this gentle name.”
Source: The poetical works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: complete in one volume
“Heart's-ease is a flower which blooms from the grave of desire.”
“Heart, Desire, and Intensity and those have been the three words I kind of latched onto.”
“Heart, fear nothing, for, heart, thou shalt find her- Next time, herself!-not the trouble behind her”
Source: Browning: Poems
“HEART, n. Figuratively, this useful organ is said to be the seat of emotions and sentiments . . . . It is now known that sentiments and emotions reside in the stomach, being evolved from food by chemical action of the gastric fluid.”
Source: The Devil's Dictionary: Easyread Large Bold Edition
“Heart, we will forget him! You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim; Haste! lest while you’re lagging, I may remember him!”
Source: Wild Nights: Heart Wisdom from Five Women Poets
“Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.”
“Heart, you were never hot
Nor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot”
Source: Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)
“Heart-aches are forgotten, tears lose their bitterness, and like a leaf of lavendar in a store of linen, so does Memory make life sweet.”
Source: Later Love Letters of a Musician
“Heart-chilling superstition! thou canst glaze even Pity's eye with her own frozen tear.”
Source: The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats. Complete in One Volume
“Heart-stopping envy is the sincerest form of flattery.”
Source: The Luxe Complete Collection: The Luxe, Rumors, Envy, Splendor
“Heart-suffering because of sin is the best proof that the Holy Spirit dwells in your heart.”
“Heartache find you anytime it wishes. A particular century won't protect you from its touch.”
Source: My Highland Lover
“Heartache forces us to embrace God out of desparate, urgent need. God is never closer than when your heart is aching.”
“Heartache had been a part of her life so long it had become as familiar as the color of her hair or the slight curve in her spine. Sometimes it was the lens through which she viewed her world and sometimes it was the blindfold she wore so she didn't see. But it was always there. (p117)”
Source: The Four Winds
“Heartache in love is far better than heartlessness in apathy.”
Source: Neden Türk: The Gospel of Secularism
“Heartache is good. Accept it joyously. Allow it, don't repress it. The natural tendency of the mind is to repress anything that is painful. By repressing it you will destroy something that is growing. The heart is meant to be broken. It's purpose is to melt into tears and evaporate. When the heart has evaporated exactly in the same place where the heart was, you come to know the deeper heart.”
“Heartache is my constant companion, and we’re perfect for one another. Two co-dependent peas in a pod. My past and my future.”
Source: Touched by Death
“heartache is not just pain
it's learning to live with the empty spaces
and maybe one day this ache will soften
into a memory that no longer hurts.”
Source: Prisoner