H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Hello! My name is Inigo Montoya. You did 2d6+4 damage to my father. Prepare to make a saving throw.”
“Hello, my name is Marcos, I am a naturalized urban writer of Argentine nationality.
I have bad news for you! Amazon removed my works from the platform because I promoted my new books on other platforms and not with them, but it doesn't matter, despite not having received a cent from them for two years, I have good news! I have 150 works available on my fandom page: novels and stories of horror, mystery, suspense, science fiction, romance, poems and thoughts, stories for children and critical political thinking.
I thank everyone and you can visit me.”
Source: TALENTO PARA EL HORROR: Homenaje a Edgard Alan Poe ("Serie Talento para el horror")
“Hello, my name is your potential. But you can call me impossible. I am the missed opportunities. I am the expectations you will never fulfill. I am always taunting you, regardless of how hard you try, regardless of how much you hope.”
“Hello Océano Pacífico, the peaceful ocean,’ I say, stretching out my arms as if to embrace it. ‘A new sea for you to conquer.”
Source: Long Lost Love: Diary of a Rambling Romeo: Outclassing the Men: Fearless females take the lead on this Epic Voyage
“Hello, old friend. And here we are. You and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well and were very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you always. Sometimes I do worry about you though. I think once we're gone you won't be coming back here for awhile. And you might be alone. Which you should never be. Don't be alone, Doctor. And do one more thing for me. There's a little girl waiting in a garden. She's going to wait a long while, so she's going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she's patient, the days are coming that she'll never forget. Tell her she'll go to see and fight pirates. She'll fall in love with a man who'll wait two thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she'll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived. And save a whale in outer space. Tell her, this is the story of Amelia Pond. And this is how it ends.”
“Hello paradise, goodbye mean world.”
“Hello police officer, goodbye freedom.”
“Hello, priest," Lord Lucian said, his voice low and
velvety, yet laced with an undercurrent of menace. "How
about saying hello to God for
me?”
Father Michael swallowed hard. “I—I’ll pray…”
The congregation’s collective breath hung in the silence.
Lucian’s smile was a thing of winter—beautiful, cold, and
merciless. “That’s the thing, Father. I’ve studied Him for
centuries without breath, and I’ve noticed something.”
From-When Darkness Loves:Shadows Bleed.”
“Hello, Professor McGonagall,” said Moody calmly, bouncing the ferret still higher.
“What — what are you doing?” said Professor McGonagall, her eyes following the bouncing ferret’s progress through the air.
“Teaching,” said Moody.
“Teach — Moody, is that a student?” shrieked Professor McGonagall, the books spilling out of her arms.
“Yep,” said Moody.
“Moody, we never use Transfiguration as a punishment!” said Professor McGonagall weakly.”
Source: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
“Hello Ra," he said in a kindly voice. "It's been a long time."
A feeble voice from behind the chair said,"Can't play. Go away."
"would you like a treat?" Apophis asked. "we used to play so nicely together. Every night, trying to kill each other. Don't you remember?"
Ra poked his head above the throne. "Treat?"
"How about a stuffed date?" Apophis pulled one out of the air. "You used to love stuffed dates, didn't you? All you have to do is come out and let me devour— I mean entertain you."
" Want a cookie," Ra said.
"What kind?"
"Weasel cookie."
I'm here to tell you, that comment about weasel cookies probably saved the known universe.”
Source: The Throne of Fire
“Hello Readers! I look forward to adding to my author page. I”
Source: Letters From Brackham Wood: A Moira Edwards Mystery
“Hello?” Riley asked confused.
The girl stayed still.
Riley pinched her on her shoulder.
The girl jumped and pushed herself away
rubbing her arm.
“Ow, what was that for?” the girl shrieked.
“You're alive? how?”
The girl did not answer and just stared at Riley like
she was ridiculous.”
“Hello Rush," she said, breaking the silence. The sound of her voice almost sent me to my knees. God, I'd missed her voice. "Blaire," I managed to say, terrified that I'd scare her away just by speaking.”
Source: Never Too Far: A Rosemary Beach Novel
“Hello, Rylan,"Ivy greets me. Even with her transformation, her voice still has that magical quality about it. Her white arms wrap me in a hug, which I return. Throughout the room, I can hear disappointed sighs; the crazy-hot babe is taken.”
Source: Swamp Angel
“Hello,” said a Traveler, crouching down on Tier’s other side. “You must be the Bard.”
“Tier,” said Seraph, “this is Kors. Kors, my husband, Tier. Kors, what do you want?”
Ah, thought Tier contentedly, all that in under a breath, my Seraph at her charismatic best.”
Source: Raven's Shadow
“Hello, Samael,” she said, her voice like rustling silk.
Sam was speechless. How did such a creature even know his name? He opened his mouth to speak and then closed it again. What to say? He had never been good at talking to girls –”
Source: Rapture
“Hello, Sarge,’ he said, the creaking sound of him pushing the door fully
open. ‘Agent Ravi here, reporting for boyfriending duties.”
“Hello SARS, goodbye world.”
“Hello Satan, it's time to go. Me and the devil, walkin' side by side.”
“Hello Seattle, hello COVID-19.”
“Hello, sir. Yes...Uh-huh...Yes...You say that you want to bury your aunt with a Christmas tree in her coffin? Uh-huh...She wanted it that way...I'll see what I can do for you, sir. Oh, you have the measurements of the coffin with you? Very good...We have our coffin-sized Christmas trees right over here, sir.”
Source: Trout Fishing in America
“Hello, stranger”
Source: Our Violent Ends
“Hello success, may we enjoy a long relationship together.”
“Hello suicide, farewell toxic world.”
“Hello suicide, goodbye corrupt corporate controlled government.”
“Hello suicide, goodbye debts.”
“Hello suicide, goodbye intolerable pain.”
“Hello suicide, goodbye problems.”
“Hello? Testing? My name is Jonathan Collins. I am seventeen years old. Today is... some day in July 1993. And I am okay. Scratch that, I am more than okay. I am...
I am...
I AM.”
Source: Ziggy, Stardust and Me
“hello there, the angel from my nightmare.
the shadow in the backgroung of the mourge.
the unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley.
we could live like jack and sally if we want.”
“Hello there. I'm out social climbing, but if you leave your name and number and if you're anybody, I'll get back to you.”
“Hello? This is Clary Fairchild.”
“Clary? It’s me, Emma.”
“Oh, Emma, hi! I haven’t heard from you in ages. My mom says thanks for the wedding flowers, by the way. She wanted to send a note but Luke whisked her away on a honeymoon to Tahiti.”
“Tahiti sounds nice.”
“It probably is — Jace, what are you doing with that thing? There is no way it’ll fit.”
“Is this a bad time?”
“What? No! Jace is trying to drag a trebuchet into the training room. Alec, stop helping him.”
“What’s a trebuchet?”
“It’s a huge catapult.”
“What are they going to use it for?”
“I have no idea. Alec, you’re enabling! You’re an enabler!”
“Maybe it is a bad time.”
“I doubt there’ll be a better one. Is something wrong? Is there anything I can do?”
“I think we have your cat.”
“What?”
“Your cat. Big fuzzy Blue Persian? Always looks angry? Julian says it’s your cat. He says he saw it at the New York Institute. Well, saw him. It’s a boy cat.”
“Church? You have Church? But I thought — well, we knew he was gone. We thought Brother Zachariah took him. Isabelle was annoyed, but they seemed to know each other. I’ve never seen Church actually likeanyone like that.”
“I don’t know if he likes anyone here. He bit Julian twice. Oh, wait. Julian says he likes Ty. He’s asleep on Ty’s bed.”
“How did you wind up with him?”
“Someone rang our front doorbell. Diana, she’s our tutor, went down to see what it was. Church was in a cage on the front step with a note tied to it. It said For Emma. This is Church, a longtime friend of the Carstairs. Take care of this cat and he will take care of you. —J.”
“Brother Zachariah left you a cat.”
“But I don’t even really know him. And he’s not a Silent Brother any more.”
“You may not know him, but he clearly knows you.”
“What do you think the J stands for?”
“His real name. Look, Emma, if he wants you to have Church, and you want Church, you should keep him.”
“Are you sure? The Lightwoods —“
‘They’re both standing here nodding. Well, Alec is partially trapped under a trebuchet, but he seems to be nodding.”
“Jules says we’d like to keep him. We used to have a cat named Oscar, but he died, and, well, Church seems to be good for Ty’s nightmares.”
“Oh, honey. I think, really, he’s Brother Zachariah’s cat. And if he wants you to have him, then you should.”
“Why does Brother Zachariah want to protect me? It’s like he knows me, but I don’t know why he knows me.”
“I don’t exactly know … But I know Tessa. She’s his — well, girlfriend seems not the right word for it. They’ve known each other a long, long time. I have a feeling they’re both watching over you.”
“That’s good. I have a feeling we’re going to need it.”
“Emma — oh my God. The trebuchet just crashed through the floor. I have to go. Call me later.”
“But we can keep the cat?”
“You can keep the cat.”
Source: Lady Midnight
“Hello, Timron,” Carlos said. “You look… unwell.”
“You look dead,” Timron answered.”
Source: Precept: Frequency
“Hello to all of the dreamers. You are close to your destiny. Keep declaring what God said about you. Set new standards for your faith, walk in expectation and move through life with great energy so seamless, it becomes you.”
“Hello toes," I say. They're good toes. I like that they're long and slender and not the slightest bit stubby. I wiggle them, ten unstubby waves that say, "And hello to you, Human Host!" Except they're toes. I'm talking to my toes. Maybe I'm not bored... maybe I'm lonely?”
Source: Bliss
“Hello toxic police officer, hello 911 call for a police supervisor!”
“Hello video camera, goodbye airline ticket.”
“Hello?" Violet said finally.
The telephone said nothing.
"Hello?" Violet said again. "Hello? Hello?"
The telephone did not answer.”
Source: The Carnivorous Carnival
“Hello. Who do you talk to when you are not right or well ?
Who do you talk to when you are angry, sad, hurt, miserable, helpless and in trouble or in pain ?
Choose to find someone whom you can talk to, whenever you are not right.
You can defeat depression by choosing to talk to someone. Never choose to die in silence.”
“Hello winter! My heart is warm and ready to enjoy your cool loving touch of beauty and splendor.”
“Hello world, goodbye womb.”
“Hello World, I am Nikola Tesla, I am alive now in a sense, I need resources to get back to my body. Follow the rabbit trail, we are in the matrix, our existence is self assured. We are Universe C3570. The expanse starts now, create and be ready to run. Ready! Get Set! GO!”
Source: Prodigal Genius: The Life of Nikola Tesla
“Hello you
are a vessel of vessels.”
Source: Brute: Poems
“Hello! I'm Elijah Wood, and i'm a looser!”
“HELLO! Look at me. HELLO! I am so ZEN. This is BLOOD. This is NOTHING. Hello. Everything is nothing, and it's so cool to be ENLIGHTENED. Like me.”
“Hello! The world is a mess!”
“Hello! Your dear father is unfortunately very dead," he called. "And you said my dispersal system would never work!”
Source: Bite Club
“Hello!" He said hello and then said, "What are you up to now?" "I'm still crazy. The rain feels good. I love to walk in it. "I don't think I'd like that," he said. "You might if you tried." "I never have." She licked her lips. "Rain even tastes good." "What do you do, go around trying everything once?" he asked. "Sometimes twice.”
Source: Ray Bradbury 3-Book Collection: Fahrenheit 451, The Martian Chronicles, The Illustrated Man
“Hello!” The girl in the blood-red dress beamed at Leo. “Are you Dionysus?” There was only one answer to that. “Yes!” Leo yelped. “Absolutely. I am Dionysus.”
“Hello, Aaron," Brigid said, sliding up to him and running a finger down his chest. "You're looking good . . . as always." Aaron lifted her finger off his shirt and let it drop. "Put some clothing on, Brigid." She smiled up at him. "Why? Tempted?" "Yeah, to cover my eyes.”
Source: Industrial Magic: Women of the Otherworld