H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Hills tell old stories. Cliffs are poets with harps.”
“hills that stand soft and a sky that stands high and blue, and the sun setting behind a windmill, and always, always, hazy strings of mountains that fall and fall away on the horizon.”
Source: And the Mountains Echoed
“Hills. We love them. We hate them. They make us strong. They make us weak. Today I
chose to embrace hills.”
“Hilly Brown was trying to cope with the idea that, for the first time in his life, he had failed at something he really wanted to do. He had been pleased with the applause and congratulations, and he was not so self-deprecating as to mistake honest praise for politeness. But there was a stony part of him—the part which, under other circumstances, might have made him a great artist—which was not satisfied with honest praise. Honest praise, this stony part insisted, was what the bundlers of the world heaped on the heads of the barely competent. In short, honest praise was not enough…
“What do you want, Hilly!?” [his mother] would have cried, throwing up her hands. “Dis-honest praise?” Ev, who saw much, and David, who saw more, could have told her. He wanted to make their eyes get so big they looked like they were going to fall out. He wanted to make the girls scream, and the boys yell...
He would have traded all the honest praise and genuine applause in the world for just one scream, one belly-laugh, one woman fainting dead away like the booklet says they did when Harry Houdini did his famous milk-can escape. Because honest praise means you only got good. When they scream and laugh and faint, that means you got great.
But he suspected—no, he knew—that he was never going to get great, and all the want in the world wasn’t going to change that fact. It was a bitter blow—not the failure itself, so much as the knowing it couldn’t be changed. It was like the end of Santa Clause, in a way.”
Source: The Tommyknockers
“Him & Her are born directly from the ideas behind the Panton Chair. An evolution of the hermaphroditic original, declined into the harmony of the two sexes. They assume sculpted forms like naked models of seduction...but they feel no shame.”
“Him [my dad] bringing me to the clubhouse when I was young helped me out because I see what they do in baseball and what it's about. He pretty much told me all this stuff when I was younger. Now it's just a matter of doing it.”
“Him and his kin were designed for 21st century from semen of ancient Atlantis cannibal bloodlines and germ of derelict inbred angels.”
Source: Mechanical Bull
“him and i?
we're like the waves and the sand on the beach
i keep coming back to him, no matter how far i wander off
we're like a candle and it's flame
with him, i burn brighter than i ever have
we're also like the calming shower of rain
cause' he washes away my insecurities with just one single look
we're like two hands entwining,
filling in the empty spaces in our hearts with the other's presence
we're like the thunderous sky
it's electrifying when we're together
we're so much like eve and the apple
that the temptation will last forever
him and i?
we're like the lovers this universe can never recreate
and the one like him, i can't find another.”
“Him bașa știa bine că șatra lui n-avea nimic cu războiul, însă acum știa din ce în ce mai temeinic că războiul avea ceva cu șatra lui, că de fapt războiul avea ceva cu toți oamenii vii.”
Source: Șatra
“Him: “Have you ever been married before?”
Me: “No.”
Him: “Why?”
Me: “I guess I’ve focused more on my work.”
Him: “What do you do?”
Me: (bracing myself) “I’m a psychologist.”
Him: “Are you analyzing me now?”
Me: (Yep, he went there. How cliché.) “Are you paying me now?”
Source: Low Water
“Him I call a Mahatma (great soul) whose heart bleeds for the poor, otherwise he is a Duratma (wicked soul). Let us unite our wills in continued prayer for their good.”
“HIM: Let me take you around the world and show you things that you have never seen.
ME: I am not impressed with the world. I have seen it. Show me a man who can be faithful. That is something I have never seen.”
“Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.”
Source: Dryden: Selected Poems
“Him's name is Roland, Mama. I dream about him, sometimes. Him's a King, too.”
Source: Insomnia
“Him: Sound like you monkey branch a lot
Me: Nah.
Me: I am not a regular monkey…. Me is homo erectus”
Source: 100 Dating Tips for Jamaican Women
“Him that I love, I wish to be free -- even from me.”
“Him that yon soars on golden wing, guiding the fiery-wheelèd throne, the Cherub Contemplation.”
Source: Samson Agonistes and Other Poems: A Broadview Anthology of British Literature Edition
“Him who is dead and gone honor with remembrance, not with tears.”
“Him who trembles before the flame and the flood,
And the winds that blow through the starry ways,
Let the starry winds and the flame and the flood
Cover over and hide, for he has no part
With the lonely, majestical multitude.”
Source: COLLECTED POEMS OF W.B. YEATS
“Him, who incessantly laughs in the street, you may commonly hear grumbling in his closet.”
“Himalayan Sonneteer Sonnet 1
My science is you, my art is you,
La mañana de mi mente eres tú.
Mi casa tú, mi cielo tú,
La verdad de mi vida eres tú.
People are the truth of life,
Not some beliefs and biases.
People are the magic of my words,
People are the center of my poetries.
People are the beginning,
People are the end.
People are the meaning,
People are the mend.
We lift ourselves when we lift up the people.
When we're each other's rock, we are unstoppable.”
Source: Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission
“Himalayan Sonneteer Sonnet 100
(Naskar Sonnet 1000)
It's the little everyday acts of justice,
That bring most change in society.
It's the little everyday acts of justice,
That actually eliminate inhumanity.
One big revolution in five years,
Brings no lasting change.
But one small act of uncompromise everyday,
Makes the whole world gain conscience.
Hence, reformation of a nation isn't measured,
By how many big revolutions it has to face.
Reformation of a nation is predicated on,
How many citizens it has who refuse to bend.
So I say - break the chains, take off the blinkers.
The whole world awaits, for it needs to be tinkered.”
Source: Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission
“Himalayan Sonneteer Sonnet 2
Just like every family needs a pillar,
Every generation needs a rock.
All may sprinkle salt on each other's wounds,
You for one, be the ointment to the epoch.
Be the foundation stone to civilization,
Be the walking measure of human character.
You are the definition of sapience,
You are the very definer.
Let no law define your duty,
Let no scripture determine goodness.
Let no ancestor imprison your identity,
Expand, explore and usher into sentience.
You are the illusion, you are the truth.
When evil hangs heavy, you gotta blow your fuse.”
Source: Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission
“Himalayan Sonneteer Sonnet 3
What is the role of an electrical fuse?
Amateurs will say, conducting electricity.
But the actual task of a fuse is,
To blow itself when the load is too heavy.
Thus the fuse protects the appliance,
Against any electrical irregularity.
Likewise, we gotta blow our fuse,
Whenever inhumanity hangs heavy.
If we stay silent in indifference,
What's the point of all this electricity!
Nerves that carry not vigor but ice water,
Ain't no human nerves but sewers of society.
Human nerves are the life-circuit of society.
If they carry ice water, it is a catastrophe.”
Source: Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission
“Himalayan Sonneteer Sonnet 56
Seni seviyorum be insan!
It's okay if you don't get a word I say.
You won't remember the words anyway,
It's the sentiment that makes the way.
There is a bridge from my heart to yours,
But you won't fathom it with all the words.
Oneness is a bridge revealed in silence,
Can you hear the pitter-patter of teardrops!
If you can't hear the teardrops of a warzone,
All your philosophies are basically useless.
If we can't light up the forgotten corners,
What's the point in discovering photoelectric effect!
What's the point of all these fancy words and doohickeys,
If human emotion sinks to the bottom of our priorities!”
Source: Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission
“Himalayan Sonneteer Sonnet 81
If we treat people,
Like we treat currency,
That is the end of the world,
That is the end of society.
Currency is a social construct,
So, its value varies based on geography.
Humanity is the foundation of our existence,
How can we be human if we value people like currency!
North, South, East, West, humans are the best,
Mind not location, human life is worth just the same.
Appearance may differ across geography,
But our innate humanity is one and the same.
So I say, a nation's value lies not in its currency,
But its regard for the welfare of all humanity.”
Source: Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission
“Himalayan Sonneteer Sonnet 9
I don't obey the law,
I write them.
I am the school where reformers,
And public servants learn the rudiments.
I don't follow science,
I am science.
I am the university where scientists,
Shrinks 'n philosophers develop sapience.
I believe in no God,
I am walking Godliness.
I am the cosmic record that makes,
Monks and theologians grow sentience.
I am the end of all half-knowledge,
I am the beginning of sight beyond sight.
Whoever finds me in their heart's mirror,
Can never be tamed by apish fright.”
Source: Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission
“Himmat kar sabar kar bhikar kar bhi sawar jaaega
Hosla rakh shukar kar waqt hai yeh bhi guzar jaaega”
“Himmat kar sabar kar bhikar kar bhi sawar jaaega
Yakeen kar shukr kar waqt hain yeh bhi guzar jaaega”
Source: Sukoon
“Himmel und Hölle sind keine weit entfernten Reiche. Der mit glühender Kohle gepflasterte Weg der Hölle beginnt ebenso wie der Spaziergang durch den Garten des Himmels auf der Erde. Auf deinem Lebenspfad wirst du Bewohnern des Höllenschlunds und Stammgästen des Paradieses begegnen. Und du wirst sehr viele treffen, die mit einem Bein in der Hölle und mit dem anderen im Paradies stehen. Die Leute des Feuers brennen ungern allein. Sie werden deshalb versuchen, dich mit ins Feuer zu ziehen. Sie werden dich mit verlockenden Angeboten in Versuchung führen, damit du dich zu ihnen gesellst. Weist du sie ab, werden sie Hohn und Spott über dich ausgießen, bis dein Zorn entflammt ist. Gib ihnen nicht nach! Beantworte ihre Beschimpfungen nicht mit deiner Schmähung, denn sonst fällst du selbst in den Abgrund. Rufe Allah (den einen Gott, Schöpfer des Himmels und der Erde) an, der uns erhebt, der alles Schlechte von uns abwendet. Bleibe im Zustand der Ruhe, dann wirst du keinen Schaden erleiden. Selbst wenn ein Feind die Macht erlangt hat, deinen Körper zu verletzen, so kann er doch deinen Geist, dein Herz und deine Seele nicht berühren. (S. 77)”
Source: Ritterliche Tugenden Im Alten Orient: Edelmut, Tapferkeit und mystische Suche
“Himmler wants to send an expedition to Tibet to look for ancient manuscripts on the Aryans. The man is like a little schoolgirl. What culture is there in an old jug, I ask you?”
“Himmler, Bormann, and Goebbels, they were probably bad fellows.”
“Himmlisch ist's wenn ich bezwungen Meine irdische Begier; Aber doch wenn's nich gelungen Hatt' ich auch recht huebsch Plaisir! Loosely translated: It is heavenly, when I overcome My earthly desires But nevertheless, when I'm not successful, It can also be quite pleasurable.”
“Himmlische Dämpfe erfüllten den Raum. »Wussten Sie, dass sich das Kaffeearoma aus rund tausend verschiedenen Einzelaromen zusammensetzt? Wein bringt es gerade einmal auf vierhundert.« Dupin hatte es nicht gewusst oder, genauer: Er hatte es immer schon gewusst. Schließlich war er aus gutem Grund süchtig.”
Source: Bretonische Idylle
“Himno Decolonial, Abisoneto 332-335
(Canción del Sur Global)
La humanidad es más fuerte que cualquier imperio,
la vida es más valiente que cualquier frontera.
Nadie es ilegal en un planeta saqueado,
quien lucha por la libertad, lucha por la verdad.
Somos hijos del Sur Global,
no somos causa perdida ni queremos lástima,
no somos cifras en cuentas de donantes,
ni notas al pie en una historia blanqueada.
Nuestras tierras rebosan de mentes,
nuestro suelo rebosa de minerales,
nuestras venas contienen la creación,
corazones brillan con civilización.
Nos robaron el oro,
y nos vendieron “ayuda” -
quemaron bibliotecas,
y vendieron "educación."
Los colonizadores fueron los verdaderos caníbales,
vinieron a civilizar con su falsa superioridad -
el sufrimiento del Sur no fue mala suerte ni destino,
fue diseño gran de la Atrocidad Manifiesta.
Levántense, gente de la tierra,
hasta que caigan los saqueadores.
Rujan como versos de Naskar -
fuera fascistas, libre el mundo.
En cada cultura llevamos el cosmos,
en cada idioma llevamos el hogar.
Nuestros nombres no son alfombras del imperio,
nuestro polvo es más grande que Roma y Grecia.
Abraza tu color, tu acento,
tus historias, tus creencias -
honra tu sudor, tu dignidad obstinada -
porque el Norte escribió que era civilizado,
pero nosotros, el Sur, escribimos la humanidad.
Nos dijeron,
la historia es blanca,
lo sagrado es occidental,
el progreso es europeo -
pero las manos que construyeron el mundo,
con ciencia, medicina, poesía,
filosofía, astronomía y matemáticas,
fueron negras, marrones e indígenas.
Levántate y quema el historia colonial,
rechaza doctrinas de borradura -
escribe, escribe como sangre en llamas -
escribe tu himno, escribe tu futuro.
Levántense, hijos de la tierra,
sin importar color o cultura,
tienen más alma que imperios simios,
más espíritu que buitres y parásitos.
Quemen los regímenes, fuera fascistas,
rujan como la pluma de Naskar.
Que el cosmos sea testigo
de la chispa de lo humano.”
Source: With Love From A Blue Rock
“Himsa does not need to be taught, Man as animal is violent, but as spirit is nonviolent.”
Source: Gandhi: Selected Writings
“Himself an ugly man, insignificant
of appearance, he prized very highly comeliness in others.”
“Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!"
Then Merry heard in all sounds of the hour the strangest. It seemed that Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like the ring of steel.
"But no living man am I! You are looking upon a woman. Eowyn am I, Eomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him."
The winged creature screamed at her, but then the Ringwraith was silent, as if in sudden doubt. Very amazement for a moment conquered Merry's fear. He opened his eyes and the blackness was lifted from them. There some paces from him sat the great beast, and all seemed dark about it, and above it loomed the Nazgul Lord like a shadow of despair. A little to the left facing them stood whom he had called Dernhelm. But the helm of her secrecy had fallen from her, and and her bright hair, released from its bonds, gleamed with pale gold upon her shoulders. Her eyes grey as the sea were hard and fell, and yet tears gleamed in them. A sword was in her hand, and she raised her shield against the horror of her enemy's eyes.”
Source: The Return of the King
“Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!" “But no living man am I!”
Source: The Return of the King: Being the Third Part of the Lord of the Rings
“Hindered characters / seldom have mothers / in Irish stories, but they all have grandmothers.”
Source: Complete Poems
“Hindi ako malakas, ngunit may malakas akong Diyos na nagpoprotekta sa akin bawat sandali ng aking buhay.”
“Hindi ako naniniwalang kailangan ng tao mangarap dahil gusto n’ya ng pera, o gusto n’yang sumikat, o gusto n’ya ng impluwensya. Side effects na lang ang mga ‘to, sa tingin ko. Nangangarap ang tao dahil binigyan s’ya ng Diyos ng kakayanang mangarap at tumupad nito. Tungkulin n’yang pagbutihin ang pagkatao n’ya at mag-ambag ng tulong sa mundo. At wala na s’yang iba pang magagawang mas malaking kasalanan sa sarili bukod sa talikuran ang tungkuling yon…”
Source: Stainless Longganisa
“Hindi ba mas tama na sa halip na maliitin ang kabataan dahil sa binabasa nilang manunulat ay purihin sila sa pagbabasa, at saka samantalahin ang pagkakataon para hikayatin sila at ipakilala sa iba pang makabuluhang libro? O masyadong malaking abala 'yon sa inyo?”
“hindi dahil sa hindi mo naiintindihan ang isang bagay ay kasinungalingan na ito. at hindi lahat ng kaya mong intindihin ay katotohanan.”
Source: Ang Paboritong Libro ni Hudas
“Hindi films are known and enjoyed worldwide for their songs and dances. These days it is fashionable to battle tradition by using a Western format of telling stories, where music stays in the background. I can't wrap my head around it. I don't think it helps the story move forward. I also believe that a film gets a lot of repeat value when an actor is wooing an actress with a popular song. We represent a dream world and our audiences love it. It may seem old-fashioned but I firmly believe that lip-syncing (by an actor) is the best way to picturize a song, to maximize its appeal. It simply does not have the same magic when the song is played in the background.”
Source: Khullam Khulla: Rishi Kapoor Uncensored
“Hindi is a beautiful language. It is a language of music and poetry.”
Source: Shantaram
“Hindi ka niya lalapitan kung wala siyang kailangan at hindi ka niya lulubayan hanggang hindi niya nakukuha ang gusto niya.”
Source: Ang Paboritong Libro ni Hudas
“Hindi kailanman sinabi ng Diyos na magiging madali. Ang Kanyang sinasabi ay "Sasamahan Kita.”
Source: What Is God's Will for My Life?
“Hindi ko alam kung bakit ka namin kailangan? - sa parehong paraan na hindi rin alam ng halaman kung bakit kailangan niya ng lupa.”
Source: Ang Paboritong Libro ni Hudas
“Hindi mo pwedeng mahalin ang isang tao nang hindi mo minamahal ang hilaga, silangan, timog at kanluran ng kanyang paniniwala. Kapag nagmahal ka’y dapat mong tanggapin bawat letra ng kanyang birth certificate. Kasama na doon ang kanyang libag, utot at bad breath. Pero me limit. Pantay-pantay ang ibinibigay na karapatan sa lahat ng tao upang lumigaya, o masaktan, o magpakagago, pero kapag sumara na ang mga pinto, nawasak na ang mga puso, nawala na ang mga kaluluwa at ang bilang ay umabot na sa zero, goodbye na. Pero, the memory of that one great but broken love will still sustain you, tama nga na mas matindi ang mga alaala.”
Source: Para Kay B