H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“His head lowered and his breath feathered over her face. "Ye belong to me, Kenzie Denune - every passionate, stunning part of ye. Me, Colleen, and our entire family, we all need ye." His lips moved against hers as he spoke. "But mainly, me, for ye fit against me, every delectable inch, outside and in." Then his lips covered hers and took control.”
Source: A Highlander's Passion
“His head lowered as he brushed his nose against hers. "Tell me to stop. Please, Lexi, because I can no' do it on my own."
She put her hands on each side of his face. "Don't ever stop."
He issued a groan before he took her mouth again.”
Source: Passion Ignites
“His head lowered so that his cheek softly brushed against hers. With his mouth near her ear, he whispered, "I can't keep my hands from you.”
Source: Dark Alpha's Claim
“His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me... whenever... wherever-in case I need him. And I expect I will-as I always have. He is just my dog.”
“His head propped on a stack of poetry books he’d brought from the library. Almost all of them had been inscribed on the inside cover by a James Herondale, who had neatly written out his favorite lines.”
Source: Lord of Shadows
“His head was an hour-glass; it could stow an idea, but it had to do it a grain at a time, not the whole idea at once.”
Source: Delphi Complete Works of Mark Twain (Illustrated)
“His head was bent on one side and he seemed lost in an opium dream, looking lovingly upon the world – men, animals, the carts, carriages, palanquins, all - as they passed by. Or perhaps he was looking upon nothing, for his gaze did not so much as flicker when Firangia came to a stop and greeted him.”
Source: The Thugs & a Courtesan
“His head was swimming, and he was far from certain even of the direction they had been going in when he had his fall. He guessed as well as he could, and crawled along for a good way, till suddenly his hand met what felt like a tiny ring of cold metal lying on the floor of the tunnel. It was a turning point in his career, but he did not know it. He put the ring in his pocket almost without thinking; certainly it did not seem of any particular use at the moment.”
Source: The Hobbit
“His head was thrown back, his chest
heaving, and the look on his face was more indicative of pain than
pleasure.
Rosemary snatched her fingers back, certain she’d
misunderstood the technique somehow.
But he whimpered piteously and she realized, no, she couldn’t
have misunderstood. Because (a) she was a genius, and (b) it just
wasn’t that complicated”
Source: Just One Taste
“His head was turned by too great success.”
“His headache was still sitting over his right eye as if it had been nailed there.”
Source: Moonraker
“His headstone said FREE AT LAST, FREE AT LAST But death is a slave's freedom We seek the freedom of free men And the construction of a world Where Martin Luther King could have lived and preached nonviolence.”
Source: Ego-Tripping and Other Poems for Young People
“His heart ached in such a familiar way, and the very familiarity of it pained him.”
Source: Henry and Cato
“His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.”
Source: Comedies of Shakespeare in Plain and Simple English (a Modern Translation and the Original Version)
“His heart beat faster and faster as Daisy’s white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed like a flower and the incarnation was complete.”
“His heart beat high for war and he blazed with an implacable fire which needed no kindling.”
Source: The Aeneid
“His heart beat with renewed determination, as if the organ had come back to life, even though it had never died. As if it said, I've been waiting for her.”
Source: The Darkest Warrior
“His heart couldn't say truly
What he wanted too
When would he lift the veil over his silence
He is falling for her deeply, madly, insanely
So then why is he silent
His soul feels so close to her
He feels these overwhelming emotions consuming him
These feelings came to him unexpectedly
He loses his confidence, his pride when thoughts of her cloud his mind
This unexpected attachment
In the day he convinces himself this is all in his mind
At night his soul is screaming for her, he calls for her
He never expected his soul to respond so powerfully and only to her
She has captivated him
She has become the owner of his heart
And him
He is a prisoner of his heart
His silence isn't indifference
He is afraid of being near her
He fears losing control
As he dissolve's in these emotions
She awakened in him a part of his soul he never knew existed
He has become vulnerable in these emotions
Her entire existence is a streak of light in his darkness
He pretends not to notice her
But inside his soul trembles
When he hears her name his heart skips beats
He hides behind a wall of silence afraid to speak as it may change everything
His lips are sealed but his soul is screaming
He want to tell her, she is his everything
He feels her in everything around him
When he is with her he truly lives
His words cry through the universe
He feels her
He is mad for her
His life is tangled in his silence
He has so many duties and responsibilities
But his heart is longing
He prays that she walks towards him
He has already said everything to her in his mind
He prays that soon she will be his
He prays soon he could confess everything
He prays soon her heart and soul would belong to him”
“His heart cracked, and he fell in love. He wondered if she would marry him.
“Tu sei pazzo,” she told him with a pleasant laugh.
“Why am I crazy?” he asked.
“Perché non posso sposare.”
“Why can’t you get married?”
“Because I am not a virgin,” she answered.
“What has that got to do with it?”
“Who will marry me? No one wants a girl who is not a virgin.”
“I will. I’ll marry you.”
“Ma non posso sposarti.”
“Why can’t you marry me?”
“Perché sei pazzo.”
“Why am I crazy?”
“Perché vuoi sposarmi.”
Yossarian wrinkled his forehead with quizzical amusement. “You won’t marry me because I’m crazy, and you say I’m crazy because I want to marry you? Is that right?”
“Si.”
“Tu sei pazz’!” he told her loudly.
“Perché?” she shouted back at him indignantly, her unavoidable round breasts rising and falling in a saucy huff beneath the pink chemise as she sat up in bed indignantly. “Why am I crazy?”
“Because you won’t marry me.”
“Stupido!” she shouted back at him, and smacked him loudly and flamboyantly on the chest with the back of her hand. “Non posso sposarti! Non capisci? Non posso sposarti.”
“Oh, sure, I understand. And why can’t you marry me?”
“Perché sei pazzo!”
“And why am I crazy?”
“Perché vuoi sposarmi.”
“Because I want to marry you. Carina, ti amo,” he explained, and he drew her gently back down to the pillow. “Ti amo molto.”
“Tu sei pazzo,” she murmured in reply, flattered.
“Perché?”
“Because you say you love me. How can you love a girl who is not a virgin?”
“Because I can’t marry you.”
She bolted right up again in a threatening rage. “Why can’t you marry me?” she demanded, ready to clout him again if he gave an uncomplimentary reply. “Just because I am not a virgin?”
“No, no, darling. Because you’re crazy.”
Source: Catch-22
“His heart cracked open and flooded all the space around it.”
Source: The Humanity Project
“His heart danced upon her movement like a cork upon a tide.”
Source: A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
“His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.”
Source: A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
“His heart expanded until he was nothing but a heart. A giant pounding heart on two shaking legs walking over to her.”
Source: The Man I Love
“His heart felt dangerously full, for the first time in years. That dried-up battered organ, suddenly flush with love. It could kill him.”
Source: Both Ways Is the Only Way I Want It
“His heart filled up with something vast and terrible at the realization, a shadowy whirl of wings and storm and light, and he knew why men died for Elizabeth. He would have died for Elizabeth himself. And he understood as well that there were things bigger than Elizabeth, bigger than England, for all they were things for which he did not have a name. Faith. God. Liberty. None of it was enough. Worse things had been done in those names than Elizabeth’s.”
Source: Hell and Earth
“His heart found something that it doesn't want to live without," he whispered.”
Source: Hot Cowboy Nights
“His heart growled like a trapped animal, brooding and useless.”
Source: Homesick for Another World
“His heart has been broken innumerable times, yet he does not use his past ordeal to inflict pain on others. He chooses a different path. He is not only a reasonable man, he is also sharp-witted and smart.”
Source: A Man of Valour: Idioms and Epigrams
“His heart hurt with the wanting of it, the hurt no less painful for being difficult to explain.”
Source: The Raven Boys
“His heart is a desert island.... The whole scope, the whole energy of his mind surround and protect him; his depths isolate him and guard him against the truth. He flatters himself that he is entirely alone there.... Patience, dear lady. Perhaps, one day, he will discover some footprint on the sand.... What holy and happy terror, what salutary fright, once he recognizes in that pure sign of grace that his island is mysteriously inhabited!”
“His heart is a sanctuary where God's love abides. He is always kind and loving enough to lend others a helping hand. His hands are never too busy to lift someone else.”
Source: A Man of Valour: Idioms and Epigrams
“His heart is a vault of generosity. He distributes blessings freely because he is not a selfish human being. He selflessly guides others into destiny. He is, in every sense of the word, a blessing.”
Source: A Man of Valour: Idioms and Epigrams
“His heart is kind and those big hands are soft. He speaks a language that can change what I believe.”
“His heart is pounding and when he kisses her it is as if the whole of Riyadh disappears – the wide sky, the hard surface of the roof, the date palms and the water wells.”
Source: Secret of the Sands
“His heart is too full, and no words to release it.”
Source: The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry
“His heart kep' goin' pity-pat, But hern went pity-Zekle.”
Source: The poetical works of James Russell Lowell
“His heart lifted to a state approaching something like happiness, however, when he heard, unexpectedly, the sound of Rhea's low sweet voice humming gently to herself as she came up the slope towards the mountaintop. Loveliest sister and dearest wife! It was quite natural that she had been a little upset by his consumption of their six children, but she surely understood that he had had no choice. She was a Titan, she knew about duty and destiny.”
Source: Mythos - The Greek Myths Retold
“His heart missed a beat and never regretted the lovely loss.”
Source: Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle
“His heart overflowed with good intentions but his fists felt best covered in blood.”
Source: Return to Poughkeepsie
“His heart raced in his chest, and his palms were covered with sweat, humiliated by his loss of self-control. He really had been alone for too long, if he could mistake a tiny sliver of kindness and care from someone for sincere tenderness. Like an idiot.”
Source: The Husky and His White Cat Shizun: Erha He Ta De Bai Mao Shizun (Novel) Vol. 2
“His heart's as cold as an ice cube!' -- Peter Parker thought.”
Source: Amazing Spider-Man (1963-1998) #1
“His heart still hammered away but he was strangely relieved. "Stop saying that, Sarah. You have nothing to be sorry about. This is my fault and intend on fixing it. But I won't let you back out now, sweetheart. I can't. It may not be too late for you but there's no turning back for me."
~Angel~
Forever Mine”
Source: Forever Mine
“His heart stilled at the mere thought of her hurting herself.
'He was a fool.' Of course this debate harkened back to her recent capture. To her near rape. What she must have thought when she'd been kidnapped? When she'd been hooded and dragged before the Lords of Chaos and made to kneel in front of a sacrificial stone?
She must have been out of her mind with terror.
And yet she'd controlled her fear. More, despite her firsthand near experience, she now passionately argued that a woman ravaged and raped should never give up hope. Should fight to stay alive despite all odds.
He was amazed by her perception.
Awed by her bravery.
He turned his hand over and gripped her fingers. "Your pardon." It wasn't naivete that had driven her argument. It was something far nobler. "I would never blame you, my duchess, if you were thus abused, and I would never wish for you to take your own life."
He lifted her hand and pressed his mouth to her palm, and as he did so he had a sharp, visceral memory: He'd kissed her before the fever had overtaken him. Her lips had been soft and yielding to the invasion of his tongue. She'd tasted of tea.
He wanted to taste her again. To lick across her prim little lips, make her open her mouth and moan.”
“His heart turned not to water within him, nor did the weapon his sire bequeathed betray him in the fight. And that indeed the serpent found when they came together.”
Source: Beowulf: A Translation and Commentary, together with Sellic Spell
“His heart was as great as the world, but there was no room in it to hold the memory of a wrong”
“His heart was empty, but light.”
Source: The Strange Land
“His heart was like a battered guitar; worn and scuffed from a life spent
out on the road, but still capable
of bringing forth beautiful music.”
“His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.”
Source: The Tenant of Wildfell Hall (Diversion Illustrated Classics)
“His heart was screaming her name, refusing to believe what his brain was hammering down, repeatedly, into his soul. His heart was recalling all the times he saw pure, unadulterated love for him radiating
from her lovely face. . . or was it just lust? Was it all fake?”
Source: Hunted Honeymoon
“His heart was simply to big for his body.”