H Quotes
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“How can it fail to smash and shatter the petty provincialism and narrow nantionalism ... making of this world a tragic mosaic of hostility and hate? How can this fabulous new force in the sky fail to serve the hope of teh world and the peace of the world?”
“How can it possibly be anti-black when she worked with black people to produce the song? And how can it be anti-women when she is a woman?”
Source: The Shape of New Beginnings
“How can it surprise any of you that loves could break the curse? You, whose very genetic makeup forces you to love so deeply that you can't even survive without your mate? It's no coincidence that the saying is 'love conquers all'. It's a tale as old as time.”
Source: Out of the Dark
“How can justice fall victim, ever, to what is right?”
“How can kindliness rule that man
Who eateth other flesh to increase his own?”
“How can land be owned by another man. Warns one can not steal what was given as a gift. Is the sky owned by birds and the rivers owned by fish.”
“How can life be worth living, if devoid Of the calm trust reposed by friend in friend? What sweeter joy than in the kindred soul, Whose converse differs not from self-communion?”
“How can Life grant us boon of living, compensateFor dull grey ugliness and pregnant hateUnless we dareThe soul's dominion? Each time we make a choice, we payWith courage to behold the resistless day,And count it fair.”
“How can losing love make you want to destroy people?”
Source: Revealed
“How can love be worthy of its name if one selects solely the pretty things and leaves out the hardships? It is easy to enjoy the good and dislike the bad. Anybody can do that. The real challenge is to love the good and the bad together, not because you need to take the rough with the smooth but because you need to go beyond such descriptions and accept love in its entirety.”
“How can love let it go when it has no place to go? And I can't go along pretending that love isn't here to stay... Catch me I'm falling for you.”
“How can love survive in such a graceless age? The trust and self assurance that lead to happiness, they're the very things we kill.”
“How can man become complete? From the world’s point of view, he will become Truth when he eliminates his false world and false self.”
Source: Where You Become True Is The Place Of Truth
“How can man know himself? It is a dark, mysterious business: if a hare has seven skins, a man may skin himself seventy times seven times without being able to say, “Now that is truly you; that is no longer your outside.” It is also an agonizing, hazardous undertaking thus to dig into oneself, to climb down toughly and directly into the tunnels of one’s being. How easy it is thereby to give oneself such injuries as no doctor can heal. Moreover, why should it even be necessary given that everything bears witness to our being — our friendships and animosities, our glances and handshakes, our memories and all that we forget, our books as well as our pens. For the most important inquiry, however, there is a method. Let the young soul survey its own life with a view of the following question: “What have you truly loved thus far? What has ever uplifted your soul, what has dominated and delighted it at the same time?” Assemble these revered objects in a row before you and perhaps they will reveal a law by their nature and their order: the fundamental law of your very self. Compare these objects, see how they complement, enlarge, outdo, transfigure one another; how they form a ladder on whose steps you have been climbing up to yourself so far; for your true self does not lie buried deep within you, but rather rises immeasurably high above you, or at least above what you commonly take to be your I.”
“How can mirrors be real if our eyes aren't real?”
“How can money be the root of all evil when shopping is the cure for all sadness?”
“How can music without any words make you think? I listen to jazz when I'm doing something else. I use it for background music, I don't just sit down and concentrate on it. Lyrics, words - that's what makes me think.”
“How can my ankles and arms be obscene?”
Source: A Great and Terrible Beauty
“How can my mind have any rest? My beloved friend has turned into clay - my beloved Enkidu has turned into clay. And won't I too lie down in the dirt like him, and never rise again?”
“How can my old photographs fail to create in me a feeling of emptiness and sorrow? They make me acutely aware that this second deprivation will be final this time.”
“How can my son not be straight after all I've said and done for him?”
“How can my voice resound
within such an abyss,
when myriad others cry,
their utterances lost in the chaos?
I am but a wisp among the multitude,
struggling to be noticed,
yet so negligible in the vastness.
The crushing weight
of existence bears heavy,
and I ponder, how might I ascend?”
Source: VERSES OF THE BROKEN: Echoes From A Fractured Mind
“How can non-existence get sick of itself? Everytime you wake up, you appear again out of nowhere. And so does everything else. Death just means the replacement of the usual morning waking with something else, something quite impossible even to think about. We don't even have the instrument to do it, because our mind & our world are the same thing.”
“How can one avoid despondency if one thinks of the anomalous Zeeman effect?”
“How can one bargain for anything that is worth while? And what else is worth bargaining for?”
Source: War in Heaven
“How can one be a woman and not be a feminist? That's my question.”
“How can one be compassionate if you belong to any religion, follow any guru, believe in something, believe in your scriptures, and so on, attached to a conclusion? When you accept your guru, you have come to a conclusion, or when you strongly believe in god or in a saviour, this or that, can there be compassion? You may do social work, help the poor out of pity, out of sympathy, out of charity, but is all that love and compassion?”
“How can one be compelled to accept slavery? I simply refuse to do the master's bidding. He may torture me, break my bones to atoms and even kill me. He will then have my dead body, not my obedience. Ultimately, therefore, it is I who am the victor and not he, for he has failed in getting me to do what he wanted done.”
Source: The Essential Gandhi: An Anthology of His Writings on His Life, Work, and Ideas
“How can one be pleasing to God when one is inflated with pride and self-love under the pretense of striving for Gods glory, while in fact one is seeking ones own glory?”
“How can one be prepared for the spittle in the face, all the tireless ingenuity which goes into the spite and fear of small, unutterably miserable people, whose greatest terror is the singular identity, whose joy, whose safety, is entirely dependent on the humiliation and anguish of others?”
Source: This Morning, This Evening, So Soon
“How can one be well...when one suffers morally?”
Source: War and Peace: Translated by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky
“How can one become enlightened in one single moment? One can, because one is enlightened -- one just has to recognize the fact. It is not something that happens from the outside, it is something that arises from the inside. It has always been there but you were clouded, you were full of thoughts.”
“How can one become enlightened? One can, because one is enlightened - one just has to recognize the fact.”
“How can one better magnify the Almighty than by sniggering with him at his little jokes, particularly the poorer ones?”
Source: The Complete Dramatic Works of Samuel Beckett
“How can one build a better self unless on the ruins of the old?”
Source: THE FRENCH LIEUTENANT'S WOMAN
“How can one call "rebels" those who follow the rules which have been forged by centuries? And how can one call "faithful" those who find it right to reject those rules and even the laws, or who tolerate - through weakness, if not by demagoguery - such shameful dismantling?”
“How can one call that a defeat? There is no such thing.”
“How can one change one's entire life and build a new one on one moment of love? And yet, that's what you make me want to close my eyes and do.”
“How can one come to possess great faith? Now listen, here is the answer to that: First, the blade, then the ear, then the full corn in the ear. Faith must grow by soil, moisture, and exercise.”
“How can one conceive of a one-party system in a country that has over two hundred varieties of cheese?”
“How can one control the universe when one cannot even control their emotions?”
“How can one deal in truth when one deals with the public?" "I don't understand you," she said very quietly. "Questions of truth do not enter into social issues. No principles have ever had any effect on society." "What, then, directs men's actions?" He shrugged. "The expediency of the moment,”
Source: Atlas Shrugged
“How can one discover what he feels?"
"I thought he might perhaps behave — quite differently with you?"
"No, no. We seem to know each other well but I think that's just because I parade my feelings. He's affectionate, detached, passive, absolutely passive."
"He's never told you about that place?"
"He's never talked about himself at all.”
Source: The Nice and the Good
“How can one dive into the intricate mystery of man when One doesn't see where One is located”
“How can one ever do anything nobly Christian, living among people with such petty thoughts?”
Source: Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)
“How can one ever know anything if they are too busy thinking?”
“How can one explain all the time and thought that goes into raising a child, all the opportunities for mistakes, all the chances to recover and try again? How does one break the news that nothing permanent can be formed in an instant--children are not weaned, potty trained, taught manners, introduced to civilization in one or two tries--as everyone imagined.”
“How can one explain the attraction terror holds for some minds — and why for intellectuals? . . .In a totalitarian and terrorist regime, man is no longer a unique being with infinite possibilities and limitless choices but a number, a puppet, with just this difference — numbers and puppets are not susceptible to fear.”
“How can one explain this trend towards a more colorless and shallow life? Well, the work was easier, if less healthy, and it brought in more money, more leisure, and perhaps more entertainment. A day in the country is long and hard. And yet the fruits of their present life were worthless compared to a single coin of their former life: a rest in the evening and a rural festivity. That they no longer knew the old kind of happiness was obvious from the discontentment which spread over their features. Soon dissatisfaction, prevailing over all their other moods, became their religion.”
Source: The Glass Bees
“How can one explain why a six-year-old boy (the author) should class himself as a girl, give himself a girl’s name, fight against his parents’ course of bringing him up as a boy, and grieve because he could not be brought up as a girl, except on the assumption that the cells of his brain were identical with the cells of a girl’s brain and fundamentally different from those of a normal boy?”
Source: Autobiography of an Androgyne