H Quotes
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“How I like claret!...It fills one's mouth with a gushing freshness, then goes down to cool and feverless; then, you do not feel it quarrelling with one's liver. No; 'tis rather a peace-maker, and lies as quiet as it did in the grape. Then it is as fragrant as the Queen Bee, and the more ethereal part mounts into the brain, not assaulting the cerebral apartments, like a bully looking for his trull, and hurrying from door to door, bouncing against the wainscott, but rather walks like Aladdin about his enchanted palace, so gently that you do not feel his step.”
“How I like the boldness of the English, how I like the people who say what they think!”
“How I like to be liked, and what I do to be liked!”
Source: The Life, Letters, and Writings of Charles Lamb
“How I loathe the servitude people try to hold up to me as being so valuable. I pity the man who is condemned to it, who cannot generally escape it, but it is not the burden of his labor that disposes me in his favor, it is - it can only be - the vigor of his protest against it.”
“How I long for the months gone by,
for the days when God watched over me,
when his lamp shone on my head
and by his light I walked through darkness!
Oh, for the days when I was in my prime,
when God’s intimate friendship blessed my house,
when the Almighty was still with me
and my children were around me,
when my path was drenched with cream
and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil.”
Source: The Book of Job
“How I long to fall just a little bit, to dance out of the lines and stray from the light.”
“How I long to feel the weight of a book in my hand. How I long to turn a page, and pass through the print as you'd pass through a door, into that world of wise and lofty spirits, of strange animals, of noble deeds and faraway cities. If only I could crawl into a book and stay there for the rest of my life.”
Source: Pagan's Scribe
“How I long
to go wandering
through the forest,
like a river stream
past bamboo groves
and paths lined with blossoms,
flowing with the wind
carrying echos of birdsongs
across mountains,
radiant with sun beams
sparkling in the spring afternoon.”
“How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.”
Source: On Love and Barley: Haiku of Basho
“How I longed to see these things; how I longed to see the Liberty Bell and walk on the streets where Thomas Jefferson, Tom Paine and Benjamin Franklin had walked.”
“How I love Bangkok! It’s so teeming with everything that should be forbidden. I’m not just talking about the sex trade. I also mean the ways of driving, the ways of putting up buildings, environmental management arrangements, the continual attention of con artists and snatch-thieves, and the quaint local custom of peeing in side-streets.”
Source: Everyone Burns
“How I love David Bowie.”
“How I Love Lucy was born? We decided that instead of divorce lawyers profiting from our mistakes, we'd profit from them.”
“How I love them. How good they are. They endure endless hours of me talking about the future. They keep me near and at the same time bid me farewell. That is what real love is.”
Source: The Art Lover
“How I love to get a letter! I can think of nothing better Than perusing an epistolary item. But deep is my despondence, For I've found that correspondence Means that if you want to get 'em, You must write 'em!”
“How I love to hear the rich and titled, the magistrates and the priests, how I love to watch them preach virtue to us! It is very hard to keep oneself from stealing when one has three times more than one to live! A great strain to never think of murder when one is surrounded by sycophants and slaves for whom your will is law! Truly difficult to be temperate and sober when one is at all times surrounded by the most succulent dishes! So difficult for them to be sincere when they have no reason to lie!”
Source: Justine, or The Misfortunes of Virtue
“How I loved the feasts!.... I especially loved the processions in honor of the Blessed Sacrament. What a joy it was for me to throw flowers beneath the feet of God!... I was never so happy as when I saw my roses touch the sacred Monstrance.”
Source: The Poetry of St. Therese of Lisieux: The Complete Edition
“How I'm glad to go back home!
Once I truly have no more worry.
Many of those who are in a hurry
Endure setbacks in the outcome.”
Source: ACross Tic
“How I measure riches is by the friends I have and the loved ones I have and the people I care about in my life and that is where my values are and those are my riches.”
“How I measure success is getting to make another record and being able to the come back to the same town and play again cause you sold out the last time.”
“How I miss that feeling—the sense that justice would always win in the end.”
Source: Bloodline
“How I miss wandering around with old souls,
Aimlessly moving from one place to another
How I miss all our dreams and our goals
And how we've lost ourselves to find each other
Seems like a playful game of hide-n-seek
But that's how we'll forever play this life
Loving and living the truth that we seek
Until embraced we find our way to strive
Gazing into strangers' eyes to find our soul mates,
Knowing we're so much closer than we thought.
Our heart keeps the light that forever radiates
Through all the darkness, 'til love is taught
And yet again we look into the skies,
We see the stars, the moon, that light
Missing our home beyond the nights
Living in love until the end of the fight.”
“How I missed the sound of rain, like the voice of an old friend.”
“How I need you,” Frieda says to K. “How forsaken I feel, since knowing you, when you are not with me.” This subtle remedy that makes us love what crushes us and makes hope spring up in a world without issue, this sudden “leap” through which everything is changed, is the secret of the existential revolution and of The Castle itself.”
Source: The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays
“How I pray is breathe.”
Source: Day of a stranger
“How I react to the rain won’t change the fact that it’s raining.”
Source: The Dream To End All Dreams
“How I regret now that my perpetual emotional dependence on the man I love has killed all my other talents - my energy too: and I had such a lot of that once.”
“How I saw in her my own true nature. What was beneath my skin. Inside my bones... Even though I was young, I could see the pain of the flesh and the worth of the pain. This is how a daughter honors her mother. It is shou so deep it is in your bones. The pain of the flesh is nothing. The pain you must forget. Because sometimes that is the only way to remember what is in your bones. You must peel off your skin, and that of your mother, and her mother before her. Until there is nothing. No scar, no skin, no flesh.”
“How I see it is, I do the work, make the impact, and my public reputation-caricature are the crumbs, leftovers. It doesn't matter ultimately, especially compared to the impactful work done. Which is what matters.”
“How I Shed My Skin is, simply put, a brilliant book. While I was reading, I kept thinking two things. One, this is totally shocking. Two, it's not at all shocking, but a familiar part of my life and memory. Grimsley's narrative is straightforward and plain-spoken while at the same time achingly moving and intimately honest, and it does more to explain the South than anything I've read in a long, long time.”
“How I should despise such a thing if I were a man. What a nose she has! what a chin! what a neck! Then her eyes--and the worst kissing lips in the universe.”
Source: Provoked Wife
“How I should have raised all her terrible destruction to the surface like a shipwrecked boat dredged up from the sea floor. But that would have given the fracture a shape, a dimension--a definite perimeter to the ruin. This way has a subtle cruelty. This way will torment. She will spend years trying to map the rift she caused and sound the damage. She will push on the bruise and grow frantic trying to repair the creeping remoteness. It is the unkindest thing I have ever done. And I will not relent. I will not do otherwise.”
Source: Vanessa and Her Sister
“How I sometimes wish to pull you closer and kiss you to oblivion.
Other times all I want is to write you a letter.”
Source: A Shelf of Things I Never Said
“How I still see you in the rifts. The girl who still looks at me the same. No matter the form she wears, I still see you.”
“How I still want to sing despite all the truth
of our wars and our gunshots ringing louder
than our school bells, our politicians smiling
lies at the mic, the deadlock of our divided
voices shouting over each other instead of
singing together. How I want to sing again--
beautiful or not, just to be harmony--from
sea to shining sea--with the only country
I know enough to know how to sing for.”
Source: How to Love a Country
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“How I suffered when I had to preach to you those pious lies that I detest in my heart. What remorse your credulity caused me! A thousand times I was on the point of breaking out publicly and opening your eyes, but a fear stronger than myself held me back, and forced me to keep silence until my death.”
Source: Testament: Memoir of the Thoughts and Sentiments of Jean Meslier
“How I treat a brother or sister from day to day, how I react to the sin-scarred wino on the street, how I respond to interruptions from people I dislike, how I deal with normal people in their normal confusion on a normal day may be a better indication of my reverence for life than the antiabortion sticker on the bumper of my car.”
Source: The ragamuffin Gospel
“How I understand the philosopher - as a terrible explosive, endangering everthing... my concept of the philosopher is worlds removed from any concept that would include even a Kant, not to speak of academic "ruminants" and other professors of philosophy.”
“How I've regretted not killing you on the morning of the battle, while you were still asking me nicely, as a friend, with a smile in your voice! To have slit your throat in that moment would have been the last good bit of fun I could have given you in your life, a way to stay friends for eternity.”
Source: At Night All Blood is Black
“How I want to see the mountains, rivers, sunshine, and ruined fortresses! Let the wind course over us until we become beautiful”
“How I was raised is what I am today.”
“How I was raised was, there were no rules - nothing like that. If I wanted to take a drug because I was in school and everybody was doing it, I could go to my parents and say, "I really want to try this." And they'd say, "If you do this, O.K., but this is what can happen to you..." They'd say, "Don't get it in the streets, because it could be really bad and make you freak out. Don't take it in a crowded place, because you'll panic."”
“How I will cherish you then, you grief-torn nights! Had I only received you, inconsolable sisters, on more abject knees, only buried myself with more abandon in your loosened hair. How we waste our afflictions! We study them, stare out beyond them into bleak continuance, hoping to glimpse some end. Whereas they're really our wintering foliage, our dark greens of meaning, one of the seasons of the clandestine year -- ; not only a season --: they're site, settlement, shelter, soil, abode.”
Source: Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: A Love Story in Letters
“How I win over you is “with modulation of words that i use, winning is not the argument but peace of mind. You may call it diplomatic, guess what? I don't care !”
“How I wish everyone had decent work! It is essential for human dignity.”
“How I wish, how fervently I ache, to take my mother's hand, kiss her check,tell her I love her, and watch her smile. For me it was not, nor can ever be. But for you, reach out now. Reach out for your mother's hand-the hands of those you love. Say I love you.
Don't wait.”
Source: Funeral in a Feminine Dress: Depravity Reborn as Virtue
“How I wish I could hug everyone and tell them that it's okay. It's okay to be scared and angry and hurt and selfish. It's part of being human.”
“How I wish I could leave
or forget all my dead.”
Source: Book of Hours: Poems
“How I wish I could undo it all … take it all back…
All those years I spent unhappy with him …. when I should have been looking for you.”