H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“His voice hardened again.'Now get back to your room-if you can manage it without throwing yourself at someone else.' "Is that your subtle way of calling me a slut?”
Source: Vampire Academy
“His voice, however, was utterly velvety—if an upholstered wrecking ball
could be called velvety. “I won’t need to try, my dear. My touch will burn away his.”
She couldn’t breathe.
“You were always quiet in his bed,” he went on, “but you won’t be in mine. You will scream with pleasure—and you will do it again and again.”
Source: Tempting the Bride
“His voice in my ear. It did interesting things to me. It curved my back and parted my lips. I felt lazy and feline, and he wasn’t even in the room.”
Source: Mr. Fox
“His voice is a seductive grit of palpable hunger that has my ribbons twisting on the floor and my own want surging. My eyes flutter closed as his words stroke my ear and slip inside to settle beneath my ribs like they carry their own heart. “It’s fucking torture to have you stand there and tell me you want me, and not be able to do anything about it. But I’m a patient male, and as soon as I’m able, I’m going to touch and taste every inch of you. I’m going to have you writhing and begging, and I’ll give you every bit of pleasure I can wring from your delectable body,” he murmurs in a wicked promise. “The moment that sun dips, Goldfinch, you’re mine.”
Source: Gleam
“His voice is both low and quiet, and it has this hypnotic rhythm to it. I wonder whether someday he'll give sermons with that voice, whether he'll throw down judgement with that voice.”
Source: Autoboyography
“His voice is in the Word. His intentions are in the message. His grace is in the book. His compassion is in each chapter. His love is in every verse. His truth is in every line. His presence is in the silence. His spirit is in His existence. His majesty is in His omnipotence. His power is in the Exodus. His comfort is in the Lamentations. His peace is in the Psalms. His wisdom is in the Proverbs. His teachings are in the Parables. His miracles are in the Acts. His eminence is in the Revelations. Truly, God’s Word is alive from generation to generation. A trusted tool for transformation.”
Source: The Infallible Word of God: 365 Inspirational Quotes
“His voice is like a old song,
Our souls speak the same language.”
“His voice is like a thunderstorm, and his hands know every secret hidden deep beneath the cool, dark earth.”
Source: The Name of the Wind
“His voice is muddy, that's what it is. Dark and brown and muddy. A note to it like coffee left too long on the burner. And unsweetened, bitter chocolate. But there's dirt in it too, deep, dark dirt, like the garden in October.”
“His voice jerked Lou from her memory. She blinked and the dim bedroom returned. Outside the parted curtains, the inky surface of Bertha Bay lay silent. Above it ran a saw’s blade of mountains. Beneath, Lou knew, but didn’t dare say.”
Source: The Dark Divide
“His voice leads us not into timid discipleship but into bold witness.”
Source: How to Listen to God
“His voice moved her deeply, and she wished to remain near him. How dreadful if she really wished to remain near him!”
Source: A Room with a View
“His voice pours over me like hot syrup. "Doesn't matter what I say, does it? I could tell you that watching you suck on that juicy bit of mango was one of the erotic highlights of my life. That I want to lick the pink, pouty curve of your lower lip to see if it's sticky sweet."
Gently, he touches the swell of my lip, and I feel it deep within my sex.
"Such a pouty fucking mouth," he whispers. "Always frowning at me with that plump lower lip."
I. Cannot. Breathe. I am flush with fever-bright heat.
And it is all Macon's fault.”
Source: Dear Enemy
“His voice reminded her of Christmas: of old movies and cigar smoke, of sweet sherry in cut-glass tumblers and the crackle of a real log fire.”
Source: My Mother's Secret
“His voice seems to linger in the air, though, words I haven't heard from him in years... and somewhere, deep in my chest, stirs the presence of a girl buried long ago.”
Source: The Midnight Star
“His voice sounded like molten metal. As if he had something thick at the back of his throat and it was making him sound deeper and richer than he actually was.”
Source: Sheltered
“His voice still had the rasp of desire as he asked, "If I disappear, will you come and find me?”
Source: Flash Fire
“His voice stopped and they looked for a long quiet moment into each other's eyes and between them lay the sunny lost youth that they had so unthinkingly shared.”
Source: Gone With The Wind: American Literature
“His voice strained with the fear of being misunderstood again, and his body started to shake. He couldn’t explain away something that has always been there. But he wanted her on his side with this. But now that he’d been backed into a corner, the wisest policy was honesty.
And the truth came pouring out in a desperate torrent.”
Source: Cove of Storms
“His voice thick with lust, he said, "I want to drink from your white fountains, Samantha, and I will, whatever you do...”
Source: Samantha
“His voice was an omnipresent cry in our electronic world. His sharp features, majestic looks, and prancing style a vivid etching on the landscape of our minds. Bob Marley was never seen. He was an experience which left an indelible imprint with each encounter. Such a man cannot be erased from the mind. He is part of the collective consciousness of the nation.”
“His voice was as intimate as the rustle of sheets.”
Source: Complete Stories
“his voice was centuries old”
Source: Shiver
“His voice was cloves and nightingales, it took us to spice markets in the Celebs, we drifted with him on a houseboat beyond the Coral Sea. We were like cobras following a reed flute.”
“His voice was dark, and deep, with a delicious timbre that was as rich and mouthwatering as the chocolate Margery drank every morning.”
Source: A Duke Worth Fighting For
“His voice was everything she equated with home.”
Source: The Gravity of Birds
“His voice was handsome and broken, like a cobblestone street.”
Source: Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close: A Novel
“His voice was husky when he answered her, strangled with longing and with all that they could not speak of again.”
Source: Love on a Midsummer Night
“His voice was like honey and velvet. "Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, hath had no power yet upon thy beauty," he murmured, and I recognized the line spoken by Romeo in the tomb.”
Source: New Moon
“His voice was like soothing melted chocolate. I wanted him to ooze his lovely voice all over my naked body.”
Source: The Train of Arousal
“His voice was like the roar of rushing waters, and the land was radiant with His glory.”
“His voice was low, and I think he would've been hot if he weren't radiating that air of "I Am Super Evil--No, Really--And Not In The Sexy Way.”
Source: Spell Bound
“His voice was low and rough … “What about you? Do you like bad boys?” “There’s definitely appeal,” she breathed. “Good,” He bent and clipped her earlobe with his teeth … “Because they don’t come badder than me.”
“His voice was low, charged with unspeakable adjectives.”
Source: DUNE
“His voice was oily and slick as it poured from his mouth like liquid acid, threatening to hook onto the woman's hair like a fishing hook and drag her back to death.”
Source: Blooded Eyes - A Short Story
“His voice was proof that no matter how lost you may be you are never alone because there are people like John Lennon who could reach you.”
Source: Love and Let Die: James Bond, The Beatles, and the British Psyche
“His voice was reassuring and calm, his expression soft, his eyes brighter than ever. Oh Ahura Mazda, she’d never wanted any man so intently in all her life. She ached to have him touch her, kiss her, taste her. And Ivar did as she wished. He put her hand to his nose to smell her skin, kissed her inner wrist to taste her, his lips lingered over her racing pulse. Finally, it was confirmed in actions and direct words, spoken aloud and repeated seven times… She felt the rush of desire ripping through her body, an intense sensation of warmth upon her skin, the blissful waves of uneasiness swamped through her, tingling her nerves.”
Source: The Viking's Kurdish Love: A True Story of Zoroastrians' Fight for Survival
“His voice was smoke on midnight air.”
Source: The Minutes Behind Us
“His voice was soft and sweet as molasses; but my mother once told me that you had to trust that the first thing out of a person's mouth was truth. After they have a chance to think about it, they'll change what they say to be more socially acceptable, something they think you'll be happier with, something that will get the results they want.”
Source: Moon Called
“His voice was soft but deep, and it sounded like history.”
Source: Down Don't Bother Me: A Novel
“His voice was the most obnoxious squeak I ever was tormented with.”
Source: The Complete Correspondence and Works of Charles Lamb: With an Essay on His Life and Genius
“His voice was the one thing no one could demand from him. It was his way of punishing everyone. A way to make the world share the pain.”
Source: Credence
“His voice was the saddest song I’ve ever heard until I saw him at 3 am begging to see me.”
“His voice wavered and he looked down abruptly, at last making some vain effort to hide the shameful tears that tracked down his cheeks even as he continued to pin Boyd against the wall. 'I wish I could hate you. God, I wish I could fucking kill you for doing this to me. Why couldn't you just leave me alone if it was going to be this way?”
Source: Evenfall
“His voice wore no pants.”
Source: Even Cowgirls Get the Blues
“His voice, even now, follows me everywhere on this longest of rides, this thing called life.”
“His (voter's) disinterest to cast vote is indisputably valid. It is an unfortunate dichotomy of democracy when the voter must vote but who he could have really voted for, utter meaningless duty.”
Source: Electionomics
“His waking thoughts were consumed with Nova Blaire, the woman he couldn’t have….”
Source: Hunting Danger
“His walk and stare. Was as poisonous as the air after a nuclear bomb.”
“His wallet is drained for house, investments and car; but not more than his spirit—sacrificing self for a love that gives nothing in return.”
Source: Mr. - Untold story of husbands