H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“How forthright does the audience want the broadcasters to be? Because when you tell your truth, there's a lot of anger that comes out. I think it's a good question to ask TV people [executives] too. How much truth do they want to be told? How much truth does the league want told? Because the truth isn't just a positive truth. If you're going to tell the truth, you would be telling a lot of positive and some negative.”
“How fortunate for civilization, that Beethoven, Michelangelo, Galileo and Faraday were not required by law to attend schools where their total personalities would have been operated upon to make them learn acceptable ways of participating as members of "the group."”
“How fortunate for governments that people do not think. There is no thinking except in giving and executing commands. If it were otherwise human society could not exist.”
“How fortunate for governments that the people they administer don't think.”
“How fortunate for leaders that men do not think (also, What luck for rulers that men do not think).”
“How fortunate for you that the water obscures so much." Blackwell shifted in his chair, his knees falling wider and his nostrils flaring.
"Would Dougan Mackenzie forgive this coercion?" she challenged, doing her best to ignore the stirrings of her own body. "If you owe him as much as you claim, would he not wish you to spare my modesty?"
The spark of heat in his eyes died for a moment, before flaring brighter than ever. "When we meet in hell, I'll ask his forgiveness.”
Source: The Highwayman
“How fortunate it is for us all that it is somewhat unnatural for a human being to obey. Universal obedience is universal stagnation; disobedience is one of the conditions of progress.”
Source: On The Gods and Other Essays
“How fortunate it was for the world that when these great trials came upon it there was a generation that terror could not conquer and brutal violence could not enslave.”
Source: Churchill speaks: Winston S. Churchill in peace and war : collected speeches, 1897-1963
“How fortunate, then, that we serve a God who quickens the dead. Who breathes life into the lifeless. Do you not think that a God who formed man out of dust can form a new creation in you?”
Source: A Soft Breath of Wind
“How fortunate we are to exist in the moneyless economy of poetry! When you take money out of the equation, anything goes and nobody cares. It's truly free.”
“How fortunate we were who still had hope I did not then realise; I could not know how soon the time would come when we should have no more hope, and yet be unable to die”
Source: Testament of Youth
“How fortunate were you, thrice fortunate and more, whose luck it was to die under the high walls of Troy before your parents' eyes!”
Source: The Aeneid
“How fortune brings to earth the over-sure!”
“How Fortune piles her sports when she begins to practise them!”
Source: Ben Jonson
“How fragile is a world so connected and tied together that a change in food fashion in one place can lead to starvation halfway through the world?”
Source: Home Cooking in the Global Village: Caribbean Food from Buccaneers to Ecotourists
“How fragile life was, how fleeting their days on earth, and how fickle was Death, claiming the young as often as the old, the healthy as often as the ailing, cruelly stealing away a baby's first breath, a mother's fading heartbeat.”
“How fragile our lives are anyway. How quickly things can change forever.”
“How fragile we are under the sheltering sky. Behind the sheltering sky is a vast dark universe, and we're just so small.”
“How fragile we are, between the few good moments.”
Source: Come, Thief: Poems
“How frail and ephemeral is the material substance of letters, which makes their very survival so hazardous. Print has a permanence of its own, though it may not be much worth preserving, but a letter! Conveyed by uncertain transportation, over which the sender has no control; committed to a single individual who may be careless or inappreciative; left to the mercy of future generations, of families maybe anxious to suppress the past, of the accidents of removals and house-cleanings, or of mere ignorance. How often it has been by the veriest chance that they have survived at all.”
“How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.”
Source: Letters Home
“How frail you are. I don’t want to hurt you by accident. (Nykyrian) I’m not as frail as I appear. I know from lots of experience that I bounce really well. (Kiara) I would kill anyone who hurt you. (Nykyrian)”
“How freeing of a thought:
instead of worrying about leaving a legacy,
to leave no trace of one's existence.
How liberating indeed!”
“How frequent, how constant ought we to be, like Christ Jesus our example, in doing good, especially to the souls of men and especially to the household of faith (yea, even to our enemies), when we remember that this is our seed time, of which every minute is precious, and that as our sowing is, so shall be our eternal harvest.”
“How frequently do you look in the mirror? Does your face please you? Are you disgusted to detect familial features? Do you worship or hate your ancestors? Do you consider your image erotic? Do you pretend that you are a star's child? If you squint, does your reflection become abstract? Is abstraction a transcendental escape from identity or a psychotic spasm of depersonalization?”
Source: My 1980s & Other Essays
“How frequently has melancholy and even misanthropy taken possession of me, when the world has disgusted me, and friends have proven unkind. I have then considered myself as a particle broken off from the grand mass of mankind.”
Source: Letters from Scandinavia
“How frequently is the honesty and integrity of a man disposed of by a smile or shrug! How many good and generous actions have been sunk into oblivion by a distrustful look, or stamped With the imputation of proceeding from bad motives, by a mysterious and seasonable whisper!”
Source: The Works of Laurence Sterne: Containing The Life and Opinions of Tristam Shandy, Sentimental Journey Through France and Italy, Sermons, Letters, Etc
“How friendly all men would be one with another, if no regard were paid to honour and money! I believe it would be a remedy for everything.”
Source: The Life of St. Teresa of Avila
“How friendly are your companies' first words? Just try this...start all conversations with customers using one of the following words or phrases: 'great!' 'no problem', 'you're in luck', 'that's my favorite problem'.”
“How friendly we should all be with one another if nobody were interested in money and honor.”
Source: General introduction. Life. Spiritual relations
“How frightened hypocrisy hastens to defend itself.”
Source: Les Mis??rables
“How frightening it is to have reached the height of human accomplishment in art that must forever borrow from life's abundance.”
“How frightening, that one person could mean so much, so many things.”
Source: The Thorn Birds
“How frighteningly few are the persons whose death would spoil our appetite and make the world seem empty.”
“How frightful a thing it is for the preacher when he becomes accustomed to his work, when his sense of wonder departs, when he gets used to the unusual, when he loses his solemn fear in the presence of the High and Holy One; when, to put it bluntly, he gets a little bored with God and heavenly things.”
“How frugal is the chariot that bears a human soul.”
Source: The Letters of Emily Dickinson
“How frustrated the impatient carpenter, whose tools have legs and free will.”
“How frustrated the impatient carpenter, whose tools have wings and free will.”
“How frustrating it is to be out-argued by someone you know is dead wrong but is more eloquent.”
Source: Pauses: Reflections on Science, Spirituality, and the Fine Art of Living
“How frustrating must it have been for the most qualified candidate in US history to lose to a man so incompetent, dangerous, and cartoonish that he is living satire. That enough people in the right places preferred an ignorant, racist, misogynist, dangerous imbecile (not to mention an accused rapist) to a woman with decades of political experience is proof of how much further we have to go. Hillary Clinton has endured a lifetime of abuse about her looks (they were even blamed for her husband's infidelities), her 'shrill' personality, her mannishness, her hawkishness, her sensitivity (heaven forbid a person be seen to cry once in a while) and her general 'lack of appeal'. People still seem to be baffled by the idea that a woman could be powerful in her own right rather than have it bestowed on her by the male gaze. I'm not saying she's above critique or that none of it is fair -- I'm saying there's a flavor to it that is purely do to her being a woman that isn't found in critiques of men with similar political leanings.”
Source: Boys Will Be Boys: Power, Patriarchy and the Toxic Bonds of Mateship
“How frustrating to think you can be lost to yourself. And yet how often it is that a stranger stares back at you from the mirror. Maybe in truth we never see ourselves as clearly as the thousands of eyes that daily take us in.”
Source: Slaying Dragons: Quotes, Poetry, & a Few Short Stories for Every Day of the Year
“How fucked up does that make me?"
"Doesn't make you fucked up at all. No more than anyone else put in fucked-up situations.”
Source: Sky Full of Elephants
“How fugitive and brief is mortal life between the budding and the falling leaf.”
Source: The Writings of Thomas Bailey Aldrich: Poems
“How full and rich a world
Theirs to inhabit is--
Sweet scent of grass and bloom,
Playmates' glad symphony,
Cool touch of western wind,
Sunshine's divine caress.
How should they know or feel
They are in darkness?
But, oh, the miracle!
If a Redeemer came,
Laid finger on their eyes--
One touch and what a world,
New-born in loveliness!”
Source: Blind Children
“How full of error is the judgment of mankind! They wonder at results when they are ignorant of the reasons”
“How full of trifles everything is! It is only one's thoughts that fill a room with something more than furniture.”
“How full the cup of my life might be is based largely on the degree to which I’m willing to risk failure, with the degree to which I’m willing to risk success following at a close second.”
“How fun it would be to bounce on the back of Lidewij Vliegenthart’s bike down the brick streets, her curly red hair blowing into my face, the smell of the canals and cigarette smoke, all the people sitting outside the cafés drinking beer, saying their r’s and g’s in a way I’d never learn.
I missed the future. Obviously I knew even before his recurrence that I’d never grow old with Augustus Waters. But thinking about Lidewij and her boyfriend, I felt robbed. I would probably never again see the ocean from thirty thousand feet above, so far up that you can’t make out the waves or any boats, so that the ocean is a great and endless monolith. I could imagine it. I could remember it. But I couldn’t see it again, and it occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again.”
Source: The Fault in Our Stars
“How funny is it that so many professors labeled Tea Partiers as terrorists, while kissing the asses of real, bona fide terrorists? It's not funny, really. But it's the result of a simple equation: One is cool, and the other isn't. Own a gun and keep it by your bed in your remote farmhouse? You're a redneck. Purchase guns that end up killing a judge? Priceless. As long as you cling to cool, progressive beliefs that deem America evil, whatever you do is cool. And if you do it under a big fuzzy 'fro? Even cooler. Hell, if you 'fro is big enough, you could nuke an orphanage and still get tenure.”
Source: Not Cool: The Hipster Elite and Their War on You
“How funny is it that we are constantly told to follow our dreams but are punished to a torturous degree if our dreams don't come true like the way we want them to. It takes a lot to bloom again after it. But being able to bloom again is what matters. The crux lies in the answer to the question that 'Do we really bloom again?' Perhaps yes, but perhaps never in the same way.”
Source: White Horses Dark Shadows: A Modern Day Intense Romance | A story about finding True Love