H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“How did Biot arrive at the partial differential equation? [the heat conduction equation] . . . Perhaps Laplace gave Biot the equation and left him to sink or swim for a few years in trying to derive it. That would have been merely an instance of the way great mathematicians since the very beginnings of mathematical research have effortlessly maintained their superiority over ordinary mortals.”
“How did Don Jackson influence the field of family therapy? How did Watts influence the steam engine? He made it. Others have refined the steam engine into a better, more efficient machine. I'd say that is what Don did for family therapy, he established the discipline. Others have gone on to refine it.”
“How did general prosperity encompass the entire world? Here the answer is that prosperity rises, first slowly and then increasinly fast, in all places where people can engage in peaceful and voluntary exchanges. Trade and the innovations that it makes possible provide the only known escape route from poverty.”
Source: Minds Make Societies: How Cognition Explains the World Humans Create
“How did harassing me work out for you in the end?”
“How did Haydn and Mozart produce such vast quantities of formally perfect art? They worked from a perfect formula. In music, Beethoven was the Great Emancipator.”
Source: A Voice Crying in the Wilderness
“How did he change? What was he like before?" ...
"He was happy before.”
Source: The Dark and Hollow Places
“How did he do it? He must be a genius!”
“How did he do that?” Alex stumbled to her feet with Aiden’s aid, swaying to one side. Both looked okay. “How did he do that?”
I didn’t answer, because I didn’t know how Seth had tapped into all of us without even touching us.
My gaze finally fell on Solos. “Oh gods,” I whispered, quickly averting my gaze. What Atlas had whispered in my dream the night before had also been right. Dig a grave.
He was . . . I closed my eyes, biting down on my lower lip until I tasted blood. Pain opened in my chest, overshadowing the physical aches that bit and chewed at me.
Solos was gone.
Him falling had tipped Seth over an edge, a very precarious edge I hadn’t even realized he’d been teetering on this . . . this entire time.
I was numb, sitting between where Seth had fallen and where Solos lay. This scent of death was different than what followed the shades. This . . . this was heavier, more real.”
Source: The Power
“How did he get here? What drew him back? Easy answer: the monkey bars. Not-so-easy answer. . . . What took him away in the first place? Gyroscopic deflections are only partly to blame. Who can stop a revolving planet? Who can predict where on the table a spinning quarter will fall flat?”
Source: Monkey Bars
“How did he get so terribly smart, so determined? Maybe it was the pain I'd caused that made him that way, and if that were true, then I'd sort of had a hand in it, in making him as smart and devious as he was. I was really starting to dislike the guy. But I also felt a little proud, like Dr. Frankenstein must have felt when his monster turned on him, because after all, it was Dr. Frankenstein who had made the monster strong and cunning enough to turn on him.”
Source: An Arsonist's Guide to Writers' Homes in New England
“How did he show Lucas what he liked outside of murder? What did he like? Would Lucas still want him when he realized August was put together all wrong? In every way. “What about sex?”
Archer spit his drink onto the table with a laugh, shaking his now wet hand.
Noah glared at the man before giving August a patient look. “What about it?”
“How do I get him to like the things I like…sexually?”
“I’m shocked you’ve even had sex,” Adam said, sounding genuinely surprised and a little relieved.
August frowned. “Why’s that?”
“You’re creepy, bro. What person is going to have sex with you without wondering if you’re going to turn them into a lamp shade when it’s over?”
Source: Psycho
“How did her life live itself without her.”
Source: Everything Is Illuminated
“How did I become President?
I began by setting an example, hanging out my own dirty laundry in front of Village Earth right from the start. Every ugly little life secret became a matter of public record. Of course, that included sordid love-life details.”
Source: The Most Popular President Who Ever Lived [So Far]
“How did I change my life? I wanted things. I wanted women and I wanted to write books.”
“How did I come to be an artist ? Endless curiosity, observation, research - and a great amount of joy in the thing”
“How did I end up finding an overprotective gargoyle?”
Source: Knights of Stone: Calum
“How did I end up in films with people like Keira Knightley... all these beautiful leading ladies and me - it's kind of shocking.”
“How did I end up in this situation? I'm the district sales manager of a napkin factor. Why is my daughter in space?”
Source: The Martian
“How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure!”
“How did I ever get sick? I've already had everything.”
“How did I gain from not remembering my earthly self? It allowed me to go deep into realms beyond the worldly without having to worry about what I was leaving behind. Throughout my entire time in those worlds, I was a soul with nothing to lose. No places to miss, no people to mourn. I had come from nowhere and had no history, so I fully accepted my circumstances-even the initial murk and mess of the Realm of the Earthworm's-Eye View-with equanimity.”
Source: Proof of Heaven: A Neurosurgeon's Journey into the Afterlife
“How did I get here How did I end up in the arms of a boy I barely knew but knew I didn't want to lose I wondered what I would have thought of Andrius in Lithuania. Would I have liked him Would he have liked me”
“How did I get here, standing at the foot of my father's legacy, fighting to rule the kingdom he said I couldn't even exist in?”
Source: The Ashes & the Star-Cursed King
“How did I get here? Somebody pushed me. Somebody must have set me off in this direction and clus-ters of other hands must have touched themselves to the controls at various times, for I would not have picked this way for the world.”
“How did I get home without killing myself in a car accident was a question that I asked myself many times during working extreme night shifts.”
“How did I get hooked? Well, it's something like you journalists having a drink after work”
“How did I get into the world? Why was I not asked about it and why was I not informed of the rules and regulations but just thrust into the ranks as if I had been bought by a peddling shanghaier of human beings? How did I get involved in this big enterprise called actuality? Why should I be involved? Isn't it a matter of choice? And if I am compelled to be involved, where is the manager—I have something to say about this. Is there no manager? To whom shall I make my complaint?”
“How did I get 'IT'? - By crying, begging, yelping! - Any of this helping?”
“How did I get IT? Well, I had the balls enough to cry, howl and beg for 'It'. This is the only Way. Get it!”
“How did I get so lucky to meet you?”
Source: The Muse
“How did I get to be a grown-up? At times, I find myself still sitting on the hillside, plotting revenge against the adult world.”
Source: Fear of Fifty: A Midlife Memoir
“How did I get to Hollywood? By train.”
“How did I know? I think of all the pieces I've gathered up until now—Shin, who lost his soul and his memories with it; the Sea God, who seemed less like a god and more like a boy caught in a terrible nightmare. But mostly I knew… “Because I am the Sea God's bride, and Shin is the one I love.”
Source: The Girl Who Fell Beneath the Sea
“How did I know you ran a 4:30 mile in high school? That's easy. Everyone ran a 4:30 mile in high school.”
“How did I know you were going to show up?”
“Because you’re psychic now?”
Dylan raised an eyebrow at that. “If I was actually psychic, sweetheart, I probably wouldn’t have
gotten involved with you.”
“Oh, ow,” he said, grabbing his chest. “I think you just made my heart hurt.”
Source: Undertow
“How did I learn empathy? I learned it while suffering. How did I learn about karma? Because it came back to me and I deserved it. I now know when any hurt I experience is due to circumstances outside of my control, karma, or self-imposed consequences for foolish choices. I do feel justice is served if karma humbles someone who needs it, and as anyone who has been wronged can attest, what they seem to want most is for the offending party to experience how it feels and to know in that moment exactly what they did to someone else and to be filled with remorse and hopefully, repentance.”
“How did I look at you? I asked thickly. Like you had to, like I was a magnet you were pulled to. There was no choice, he said. And when you look at Jack, it's because when he's around, why would you want to look at anything else? You love him the way you could never love me.”
“How did I make a living? I haven't. I have eked out an existence." - Ella Baker”
Source: When Everything Changed: The Amazing Journey of American Women from 1960 to the Present
“How did I make a twelve on a par five hole? It's simple - I missed a four foot putt for an eleven.”
“How did I make you feel?”
His jaw ticced and my heart rate spiked. “Like I’d burn down my entire world just to have you.”
Source: Just This Once
“How did I prepare for night shifts? When I was a small, anxious kid, I checked my mom in her sleep to make sure she was still breathing.”
“How did I think people ruled the world? Did I really imagine it would be so simple? That I might control the fabric of society from the comfort of my boyfriend's bedroom? I'm only now beginning to understand the breath of this delicate, intricately developed spiderweb of people, positions, and power already in place. I said I was up for the task. Me, a seventeen-year-old nobocy with very little life experience; I volunteered for this position. And now-- basically overnight-- I have to keep up. And I have no idea what I'm doing. But if I don't learn how to manage these many relationships? If I don't at least pretend to have even the slightest idea of how I'm going to rule? The rest of the world could so easily destroy me. And sometimes I'm not sure I'll make it out of this alive.”
Source: Restore Me
“How did it begin? You must understand that fear is at the root of such things. Niespeople looked different, behaved differently, were different--but every group is different from others. Differences alone are never enough to cause problems. Syl Anagist's assimilation of the world had been over for a century before I was ever made; all cities were Syl Anagist. All languages had become Sylanagistine. But there are none so frightened, or so strange in their fear, as conquerors. They conjure phantoms endlessly, terrified that their victims will someday do back what was done to them-even if, in truth, their victims couldn't careless about such pettiness and have moved on. Conquerors live in dread of the day when they are shown to be, not superior, but simply lucky.”
Source: The Stone Sky
“How did it come to be that you think men and women are the same? Well, there's a simple answer to the question: Feminism.”
“How did it feel"
"Bad. Real bad."
"That's good. That it made you feel bad. I'm glad."
"How come?"
"It means you're not a liar."
"You are deep, Thomas." Frank smiled. "What you want to be when you grow up?"
Thomas turned the knob with his left hand and opened the door.
"A man," he said and left.”
Source: Home
“How did it feel, Fliss? Knowing I was watching that little tosser taste you? Knowing I was watching when you wrapped your lips around the that Sam bloke’s cock?”
Source: Wild Irish Envy
“How did it feel? What? Stretching your wings.”
Source: The House in the Cerulean Sea
“How did it get so late so soon?”
“How did it get so late so soon? It's night before it's afternoon. December is here before it's June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?”
“How did it happen that now he could see everything so clearly. Something had given him leave to live in the present. Not once in his entire life had he come to rest in the quiet center of himself but had forever cast himself from some dark past he could not remember to a future that did not exist. Not once had he been present for his life. So his life had passed like a dream. Is it possible for people to miss their lives the way one can miss a plane?”