H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Hey Ridley, that Machometer is acting screwy. It just went off the scale on me.”
“Hey, Roger, just so’s you know, I like guys.”
And his reaction? “Crap, you’re in love with me, aren’t you?”
Source: Tigers and Devils
“Hey Rose, welcome back. You still breaking hearts?" "Are you volunteering?" His grin widened." Let's hang out sometime and find out. If you ever get parole.”
Source: Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection
“Hey," said Shadow. "Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are."
The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes.
"Say 'Nevermore,'" said Shadow.
"Fuck you," said the raven.”
Source: American Gods
“Hey Sakura? What're your thoughts after listening to Kaji?"
"I-I..."
"There's a lot I can't do. I do a lot of things that make me look pretty pathetic or lame. But I'm not scared. That's because everyone here will accept me, no matter what I do, so I can do anything without having to worry. That's why I think it's okay for me to do the things that others can't. 'It doesn't matter how stupid they may look', 'I still like him'. Everyone has those close connections.
We depend on others and let them depend on us. We forgive them, and they forgive us. That's why we're all together. That's why it's okay, Sakura. Trust Kaji. Trust your friends. And jump right out there with everything you've got!”
Source: Wind Breaker 8
“Hey, Sam,” Drake shouted. “I thought you’d like to know this isn’t my whole army.”
Sam didn’t doubt it.
“Your girl Brianna tried to stop us.” Drake waved a bowie knife in the air. “I took this from her. I whipped her, Sam.” He snapped his whip hand. The crack was like a pistol shot. “I broke her legs so she couldn’t run. Then . . .”
Dekka was halfway over the side, ready to swim ashore. Jack grabbed her and held her.
“Let me go!” Dekka yelled.
“Hold her,” Sam ordered Jack. “Don’t be stupid, Dekka. He wants us to come rushing at him.”
“I can beat him,” Jack said. “Dekka and me together, we can kill him.”
Sam registered the fact that Jack was actually making a physical threat. He didn’t remember ever hearing that kind of thing from Jack. But Dekka was Sam’s greater concern.
“I’m going to kill him,” Dekka said in a voice so deep in her throat she sounded like an animal. “I’ll kill him. I’ll kill him.” Then she shouted, “I’m going to kill you, Drake. I’m going to kill you!”
Drake grinned. “I think she liked it. She was screaming, but she liked it.”
“He’s lying,” Toto said.
“Who?” Sam snapped.
“Him.” He pointed at Drake. “He hasn’t killed that girl or hurt her.”
Dekka relaxed and Sam and Jack let go of her.
“Truth-teller Toto,” Sam whispered. “He can tell when people are lying.”
“I just decided I like you,” Dekka said to Toto. “You might be useful.”
Toto frowned. “It’s true: you just decided you like me.”
Source: Plague
“Hey Sarge, Remember me.”
Source: A Good Girl’s Guide To Murder Series 4 Books Set By Holly Jackson
“Hey, Serge, I just realized that 'slow up' and 'slow down' mean the same thing. That's fucked.”
Source: Naked Came the Florida Man: A Novel
“Hey sexy boy, set me free, don't be so shy, play with me My dirty boy, can't you see, you are the one for meeeee.”
“Hey,” Shayne said through the door. “You going to stay in there all night, because we’re getting tired of trying to eavesdrop from out here. Can’t hear a damn thing.”
Source: Smart and Sexy
“Hey,” she giggled, and I could hear her friends’ chatter in the background. “I’m not drinking. I might do some kissing. And I’m raising a little hell. Proud of me?”
“Go to the theater,” I blurted out. “Now. It’s an emergency. Stay there until I come and get you.”
There was silence, and I half-expected to be questioned, but she didn’t fight.
I heard her swallow. “Okay,” she replied quietly. “I’ll text when I’m there.”
“Love you,” I said.
“Love you too.”
Source: Fire Night
“Hey,' she says breathlessly. She has said hey to me like this every day since she got her schedule changed. I live for these heys.”
Source: The Downside of Being Charlie
“Hey!" she says. "Sorry I'm late."
I look at my watch. "It's nine-forty-five. We said nine."
Her cheeks turn pink. "I know. I'm sorry. I overslept."
"With the muscular Asian dude?"
The pink in her cheeks deepens to a dark red. "His name is Jackson."
"Ah, yes, another suitor you can pump and dump."
"Hey!" Her indignation yields to her usual feistiness. "Listen to you- 'pump and dump.' You do realize that's a stock-trading expression. It has nothing to do with dating."
"It does now.”
Source: The Girls' Guide to Love and Supper Clubs
“Hey, Shell-bell," I say, leaning over her and wiping her face with a napkin. "It's the first day of school. Wish me luck."
Shelley holds jerky arms out and gives me a lopsided smile. I love that smile.
"You want to give me a hug?" I ask her, knowing she does. The doctors always tell us the more interaction Shelley gets, the better off she'll be.
Shelley nods. I fold myself in her arms, careful to keep her hands away from my hair. When I straighten, my mom gasps. It sounds to me like a referee's whistle, halting my life. "Brit, you can't go to school like that."
"Like what?"
She shakes her head and sighs in frustration. "Look at your shirt."
Glancing down, I see a large wet spot on the front of my white Calvin Klein shirt. Oops. Shelley's drool. One look at my sister's drawn face tells me what she can't easily put into words. Shelley is sorry. Shelley didn't mean to mess up my outfit.
"It's no biggie," I tell her, although in the back of my mind I know it screws up my "perfect" look.
Frowning, my mom wets a paper towel at the sink and dabs at the spot. It makes me feel like a two-year-old.
"Go upstairs and change."
"Mom, it was just peaches," I say, treading carefully so this doesn't turn into a full-blown yelling match. The last thing I want to do is make my sister feel bad.
"Peaches stain. You don't want people thinking you don't care about your appearance."
"Fine." I wish this was one of my mom's good days, the days she doesn't bug me about stuff.
I give my sister a kiss on the top of her head, making sure she doesn't think her drool bothers me in the least. "I'll see ya after school," I say, attempting to keep the morning cheerful. "To finish our checker tournament.”
Source: Perfect Chemistry
“Hey Shelly, you’re looking at me like I’m from another planet. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong. Bubbles sold me alien abduction insurance. I haven’t got a care in the world.”
Source: Half Moon Bay
“Hey, Shin Yoosung, you don't need a finger or two, now do you…?"
"You probably don't need anything above your neck, though?”
Source: 전지적 독자 시점 4 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 4]
“Hey show some respect. They’re real people with names. Carla and Krissy” He frowned. “Or was it Missy?”
Source: Bloodlines
“Hey Sis …I just stopped by to tell you I see you and you are brilliant, bold and beautiful!
To be the woman you can’t find twice is to embody a rare, radiant essence that defies duplication. It’s not about perfection—it’s about presence. She’s the kind of woman whose spirit leaves fingerprints on your soul, whose love rewrites your understanding of connection, and whose authenticity makes imitation impossible.
She’s Irreplaceable by Design
Original in voice, vision, and virtue. Her words carry weight, her creativity is unmatched, and her values are unwavering.
Unapologetically herself. She doesn’t shrink to fit anyone’s expectations. She expands rooms with her truth.
She’s a Revelation, Not a Repetition
She doesn’t echo—she awakens. Her presence stirs something dormant in others, calling them higher.
She’s not a chapter—you don’t skim her. She’s a whole book you reread and still find new meaning.
She’s a Divine Encounter
Spirit-led and glory-marked. Her life is prophetic, her timing divine. She’s not just seen—she’s discerned.
She’s the answer to prayers people didn’t know they were praying. And once she’s gone, they realize heaven had visited.
And if you lose her in any capacity…
You don’t just miss her—you feel the absence of favor. Because she wasn’t just a woman. She was a moment, a mantle, a miracle.”
“Hey sis! Let him go. He is not the only man who can (insert here whatever the thing in that he does) And he is not the only man that will.”
“Hey sister, you're just moving too fast, you're screwing up the quota.”
“Hey, size matters, sweetheart.”
Source: Better Than Me
“Hey, slow down... please speak clearly and understandable on the topic what happen!”
“Hey Steve, no offense, but if you couldn't shoot, there would be no reason for you to be alive.”
“Hey Susie Derkins, is that your face, or is a 'possum stuck in your collar?”
“Hey, Tamako?
It's not like you could cook anything good even if your life depended on it..."
"You lookin' to start somethin'?"
"So why do it? What's so fun about cooking?"
"There's no one thing, really.
I do what I want, that's all. Always have, always will. Though...
I do like seeing big smiles on our customers' faces.
Can't that be enough?"
When I saw that smile, I felt the cold knot in my gut loosen...
... and something soft and warm spread through my body. It was eye-opening.
"Huh. Man, you went through all that in school?
That had to be rough.
But even after all that, you're still cooking. That tells me it's something you can't live without.
Y'know... when you're cooking, you get this look on your face...
It's a look I really like seeing.
Oh, and you aren't just a member of the gang anymore.
I think I'll give you a little promotion. Up to, well...
... my special someone.”
Source: 食戟のソーマ 36 [Shokugeki no Souma 36]
“HEY, TATOWIERER, IN ANOTHER LIFE WE WOULD HAVE HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU, EITHER. WE WOULD HAVE CROSSED THE STREET FIRST.”
“Hey, that’s what life’s all about: little by little, day by day, with excruciating stubbornness, each of us learning how to be less screwed up.”
Source: Icebound
“Hey!” The male voice sliced through the noise. Terri ignored him, determined to get back to the bar for her next order. A harsh hand gripped her arm, jerking her back into a firm chest. “I asked your name.” Hot breath reeking of stale beer permeated her sinuses, making her stomach turn, as the tenor of his voice burrowed into her ear.
Fear gripped her. Memories of the way Randy would grab her, and where it always ended, slammed into her, making her head spin. Shaking it off, Terri narrowed her eyes and whirled around, jabbing a red lacquered nail into his powder blue polo. “Back off,” she warned, snatching her arm back.
He advanced on her, his large frame towering over her. “Just wanna know your name, sweetheart,” he said with a sleazy smile. “No need to get testy.”
“You haven’t seen me testy.”
As she turned her back on him and continued on her way, he called out to her.
“Yet.”
Terri--from Spring Cleaning--Coming Summer 2012”
Source: Spring Cleaning
“Hey,” the man said, raising his hands in surrender, “I don’t have any issues with you, Farrow. You know that.”
“Then we have an understanding, but just in case you’re thinking of somehow repeating history and trying to control me through her,” he said, arching a brow in warning, “do you remember how fast I am? How deadly?”
Navarra nodded without hesitation.
Reyes leaned toward him and raised his own hand to cover part of his mouth as though telling a secret. “She’s faster.”
Source: Seventh Grave and No Body
“Hey, the man who walks the streets unhappily with a suitcase in his hand! Are you looking for yourself, my friend, or are you running from yourself? You cannot look for yourself elsewhere, because it is only within you! And you can never escape from yourself, because it is in you too!”
“Hey, the ubiquitous Leak-Cam is to 2010 as the bottom-of-the-screen news ticker was to late 2001: What you're seeing beneath the news anchor or talking head may not actually include any new information, but you feel like you're watching something dramatic.”
“Hey there, beautiful! Just a friendly reminder that your future, incredibly awesome self is out there, stalking & judging your every move. Do you think it will cherish you, thank you or be impressed by your current state of mind, health & questionable choices, decisions & daily doings? Most likely – Not…
So, before your future self starts plotting revenge against your present self, how about you challenge yourself to be a slightly-less-messy & slightly-more-awesome self today?
Darling listen – every morning, ask yourself: “What’s one tiny step I can take towards being a little bit more… awesome today? Then, go crush it, even if it’s just drinking an extra glass of water, or walking one extra mile or making one more phone or one more squat (you know what one or two things you can do, must do). Everything will count & matter, my friend!
Onward to Awesomeness (at your own pace)!
Happy New Week!
P.S. this was a reminder not from me but from your future self with love…”
“Hey there cutie," he said. "What's your name?"
Lex rolled her eyes and turned toward the window. "Kill me."
"Kimmy? I'm Steve," he went on undeterred.
"Cram it, Steve”
Source: Croak
“Hey there, Kizuki, I thought. Unlike you, I've chosen to live- and to live the best i know how. Sure it was hard for you. What the hell, it's hard for me. Really hard. And all because you killed yourself and left Naoko behind. But that's something I will never do. I will never, ever, turn my back on her. First of all, because I love her, and because I'm stronger than she is. And i'm just going to keep on getting stronger. I'm going to mature. I'm going to be an adult. Because that's what I have to do. I always used to think I'd like to stay 17 or 18 if I could. But not anymore. I'm not a teenager anymore. I've got a sense of responsibility now. I'm not the same person I was when we used to hang out together. I'm 20 now. And I have to pay the price to go on living.”
Source: Norwegian Wood
“Hey there, superhero! Time for a friendly reminder: you've got more power than a supernova, and fear? Well, it's just a chatty little fibber! So, flex those mental muscles and show fear of who's boss! You're surrounded by love, and with that, there's no stopping you!”
“Hey there's not a cloud in the sky
It's as blue as your goodbye
And I thought that it would rain
On a day like today
Hey there's not a cloud in sight
It's as blue as your blue goodbye
And I thought that it would rain
The day you went away
He's on the buses and the aeroplanes
With some groceries and a sleeping bag”
“Hey there, Little Red Riding Hood, you sure are looking good. You're everything a big bad wolf could want.”
“Hey there. Here's something familiar, a bat. Hope you like it.”
“Hey there.' I cleared my throat. 'How are you?' I'm engaged!' Incidentally, this is an unacceptable answer to that question.”
Source: I Was Told There'd Be Cake
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“Hey, Tia," he said.
He remembered my name. Now I felt like that ostrich egg, rolling around, oozing goo. He whistled slightly as he spoke, a part of his accent that made him seem like he was whispering something to me and only me.”
Source: Food Whore
“Hey Tony [Schiavone], I'm glad to see you back, especially after seeing your front.”
“Hey Tot,
You probably hate that name, don't you? Thinking it's an insult, a commentary about your appearance. Maybe it started out that way, me trying to put you down, put you in your place--- somewhere far from me, where you couldn't make me feel like I was bleeding from the inside out. But I don't think of it that way anymore. It makes me think of you as a hot little bite I want to sink my teeth into.
Truth? I'd wanted to do that even when I said the words. I always wanted to sink into you. Didn't matter if you drove me crazy, I wanted it so much it made my teeth hurt.”
Source: Dear Enemy
“Hey, Trevor,” Decker says. “You-uns having a party?” “Nah,” I tell him. “I’m crashing girls’ night.” He wags his eyebrows like a typical high school boy, probably imagining a far more exciting night than the one I’m actually about to have. No one needs to know I’m going to settle in for a romcom in a room full of women on a Friday night. The things I do to be near Lexi sometimes border on mortifying.”
Source: Friendshipped
“Hey true love ❤️ is not in getting what you want in life or being with the one you want the most , true love is when everything seems impossible to be with the one you love , when no chances there to hold his hand or to kik his ass to have breakfast with you in the morning or to be next to you in your fine moments or to be in his arms when you need a escape from life daily drama, true love is when Everything seems impossible to happen but you are still holding to that hope in your heart that he will be yours forever”
“Hey ugly folks, go get some cyanide and die.”
“Hey, uh, you know. Um. If you’re alive, uh, call me." I looked at the screen and said, "It's Jane." I closed the phone, thinking, Lame. I am so lame.”
Source: Death's Rival
“Hey, wait," I said, pulling back, "you are the son of Satan. Maybe we need a safe word."
His grin morphed into something wickedly charming. "Okay, how about, 'Oh, my god, it's so big.'"
Laughter burst out of me before I could stop it. Not that it wasn't. "That would be a safe phrase, but okay." I thought about it, then said, "How about 'Is that all you've got?”
Source: Fifth Grave Past the Light
“Hey,” Watney said over the radio, “I've got an idea.”
“Of course you do,” Lewis said. “What do you got?”
“I could find something sharp in here and poke a hole in the glove of my EVA suit. I could use the escaping air as a thruster and fly my way to you. The source of thrust would be on my arm, so I'd be able to direct it pretty easily.”
“How does he come up with this shit?” Martinez interjected.
“Hmm,” Lewis said. “Could you get 42 meters per second that way?”
“No idea,” Watney said.
“I can't see you having any control if you did that,” Lewis said. “You'd be eyeballing the intercept and using a thrust vector you can barely control.”
“I admit it's fatally dangerous,” Watney said. “But consider this: I'd get to fly around like Iron Man.”
“We'll keep working on ideas,” Lewis said.
“Iron Man, Commander. Iron Man.”
Source: The Martian
“Hey, we’ll let Huckleberry enjoy his lunch. Speaking of something, if you are in a better mood now, come with me to the Rainforest Room. I have something to show you. I wanted to wait until you calmed down because it means a lot to me, and I hoped you might be happy for me. Here, come with me.”
He led her back to the previous room, which had amazing, rare rainforest plants in it.
“Check this out!”
He tossed her a magazine that said Horticultural Digest on the cover. Holly neatly caught it and opened it up to the dog-eared page.
Blaring across the page in huge font was the title: WILLIAM SMITH, THE RAINMAKER OF SHELLESBY COLLEGE’S FAMOUS RAINFOREST ROOM. It was a five-page spread with big glossy photos of the Rainforest Room sprinkled throughout the article.
“Five, count ‘em, five pages! That’s my record. Until now, they’ve only given me four. Check it out: I’m the Rainmaker, baby! Let it rain, let it rainnnn!”
William stomped around in make-believe puddles on the floor. He picked up a garden hose lying along the side of the room and held it upright like an umbrella.
“I’m singing in the rain, just singing in the rain. What a glorious feeling. I’m happy again.”
Holly squealed with laughter and applauded.
William jumped up on a large over-turned pot and shifted the hose to now play air guitar while he repeated the verse.
“William, there is no air guitar in that song!”
“There is now, baby!”
Holly exploded again in laughter, clutching her sides.
After a few more seconds of air guitar, William jumped off the pot and lowered his voice considerably.
“Thank you, thank you very much,” William said in his Elvis impersonation.
He now held the garden hose like a microphone and said, “My next song is dedicated to my beagle, my very own hound dog, my Sweetpea. Sweetpea, girl, this is for youuuuuuu.”
He now launched into Elvis’s famous “Hound Dog.”
“You ain’t nothing but a hound dogggg.” With this, he also twirled the hose by holding it tight two feet from the nozzle, then twirling the nozzle in little circles above his head like a lasso.
“Work it, William! Work it!” Holly screamed in laughter.
He did some choice hip swivels as he sang “Hound Dog,” sending Holly into peals of laughter.
“William, stop! Stop! Where are you? I can’t see I’m crying so hard!”
William dropped his voice even lower and more dramatically.
In his best Elvis voice, he said, “Well, if you can’t find me darlin’, I’ll find you.” He dropped on one knee and gently picked up her hand.
“Thank you, thank you very much,” he said in Elvis mode.
“My next song, I dedicate to my one and only, to my Holly-Dolly. Little prickly pear, this one’s for youuuuuu.”
He now launched into Elvis’s famous “I Can’t Help Falling in Love with You.”
“Take my hand, take my whole life, too, for I can’t help falling in love with you.” With that, he gave her hand a soft kiss.
He then jumped up onto an empty potting table and spun around once on his butt, then pushed himself the length of the entire table, and slid off the far end.
“Loose, footloose!” William picked up his garden-hose microphone again and kept singing. “Kick off the Sunday shoes . . .”
He sang the entire song, and then Holly exploded in appreciative applause.
He was breathing heavily and had a million-dollar smile on his face.
“Hoo-wee, that was fun! I am so sweaty now, hoo-boy!”
He splashed some water on his face, and then shook his hair.
“William! When are you going to enter that karaoke contest at the coffee shop in town? They’re paying $1,000 to the winner of their contest. No one can beat you! That was unbelievable!”
“That was fun.” William laughed. “Are in a better mood now?”
“How can I not be? You are THE best!”
Source: Dead Cereus