H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“How many valiant men we have seen to survive their own reputation!”
Source: The Complete Essays of Montaigne
“How many victims must that be? Slaughtered in vain across the land, And how many strugles must that be? Before we choose to live the profits plan Everybody sing- Every day create your History, Every path you take you're leaving your legacy Every soldier dies in his glory Every legend tells of conquest and liberty.”
“How many voices have escaped you until now, the venting furnace, the floorboards underfoot, the steady accusations of the clock numbering the minutes no one will mark. The terrible clarity this moment brings, the useless insight, the unbroken dark.”
Source: 99 Poems: New & Selected
“How many wars have been caused by fits of indigestion, and how many more dynasties have been upset by the love of woman than by the hate of man?”
Source: Back-log studies and My summer in a garden
“How many wars will it take us to learn that only the dead return?”
Source: Pole Dancing to Gospel Hymns
“How many watched the President's speech last night? [half-hearted audience applause] How many watched American Idol ? [thundering applause] Okay, there you go! You get the government you deserve.”
“How many ways did rich people have of not saying the word rich?”
Source: The Inheritance Games
“How many ways does the heart take, how many reasons does it invent for itself, in order to arrive at what it wants!”
Source: La dame aux camélias
“How many we know who have fled the sweetness of a tranquil life in their homes, among the friends, to seek the horror of uninhabitable deserts; who have flung themselves into humiliation, degradation, and the contempt of the world, and have enjoyed these and even sought them out.”
Source: Complete Essays
“How many weak shoulders have craved heavy burdens!”
Source: Pensées of Joubert
“How many wells of science there are in whose depths there is nothing but clear water!”
“How many whales do we really need? I figure five. One for each ocean.”
Source: No Cure for Cancer
“How many winds of doctrine we have known in recent decades, how many ideological currents, how many ways of thinking. The small boat of thought of many Christians has often been tossed about by these waves - thrown from one extreme to the other: from Marxism to liberalism, even to libertinism; from collectivism to radical individualism; from atheism to a vague religious mysticism; from agnosticism to syncretism, and so forth. Every day new sects are created and what Saint Paul says about human trickery comes true, with cunning which tries to draw those into error (cf Ephesians 4, 14). Having a clear Faith, based on the Creed of the Church, is often labeled today as a fundamentalism. Whereas, relativism, which is letting oneself be tossed and 'swept along by every wind of teaching', looks like the only attitude acceptable to today's standards. We are moving towards a dictatorship of relativism which does not recognize anything as certain and which has as its highest goal one's own ego and one's own desires. However, we have a different goal: the Son of God, true man. He is the measure of true humanism. Being an 'Adult' means having a faith which does not follow the waves of today's fashions or the latest novelties. A faith which is deeply rooted in friendship with Christ is adult and mature. It is this friendship which opens us up to all that is good and gives us the knowledge to judge true from false, and deceit from truth.”
“How many wise men have you met in your life? One, three, five? How many idiots have you met in your life? A thousand, three thousand, five thousand?”
“How many wishes do you think we can get out of this?" she asked, but I couldn't tear my eyes way from the sky.
"How many wishes do you need?"
"Three."
That got my attention, and I turned my head to look at her, but she didn't look away from the sky.
"A penny for your thoughts?" I wanted to know.
"Just this once," she smiled, and closed her eyes. "Wish one; I get my dad out of prison. Wish two; Selene stays happy. Wish three..."
She stopped.
"Wish three?" I prompted.
She wouldn't look at me, but she squeezed my hand. "Wish three is that I stay with you."
There was a lump in my throat, and I squeezed her hand as I looked back up at the sky.
"Star light, star bright, the many stars I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, keep this girl for the rest of my life”
Source: Black Rainbow
“How many wives have been forced by the death of well-intentioned but too protective husbands to face reality late in life, bewildered and frightened because they were strangers to it!”
“How many women and girls have I lied to? How many have seen my grinning face advocating for this or that firm, or this industry, or that university, this life?”
Source: Assembly
“How many women are ready to admit that they are capable of changing the course of their existence by simply taking time to think?”
“How many women are there ... who because of their husbands' harshness spend their weary lives in the bond of marriage in greater suffering than if they were slaves among the Saracens?”
Source: The Book of the City of Ladies
“How many women do we know who were continually kissed by Clark Gable, William Powell, Cary Grant, Spencer Tracy and Fredric March? Only one: Myrna Loy...”
“How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?”
“How many women have the courage to start properly with a cold, cold bath early in the morning? I jump in, throw the water, cold as ice, and after the first plunge I am happy.”
“How many women here like to have sex in the morning? Now how many like to be awake when it happens?”
“How many women in the world haven't even had an orgasm? How many are putting up with shit sex just so they can have some perceived security? Or those women who give birth, go back to work and just take it on e chin that they have to morph into the equivalent of three standard humans. Resilience is something women are very good at. Too good in fact.”
Source: MILF: Motherhood, Identity, Love and F*ckery
“How many words a day do I write? Between six and seven thousand. And how many hours does that take? Three on a good day, as high as thirteen on a bad one”
“How many words are you having trouble with, sir?"
"Just the ones that I've highlighted."
"I count at least a dozen, and I haven't gotten out of the first paragraph."
"That's as far as I got, too. I'm not sure you and I speak the same language.”
Source: Emperor Pius Dei
“How many worthy men have we known to survive their own reputation, who have seen and suffered the honor and glory most justly acquired in their youth, extinguished in their own presence?”
Source: Michel de Montaigne: Selected Essays
“How many would die did not hope sustain them.”
Source: Resolves: divine, moral and political
“How many would protest if restaurants began serving puppy and kitten flesh instead of calves? Robins instead of hens? Squirrels instead of pigs?”
Source: Destination Eden
“How many writers are there... who, breaking up their subject into details, destroy its life, and defraud us of the whole by their anxiety about the parts.”
Source: The Idea of a University
“How many writers in history have ever been as famous as Stephen King? He casts an awfully long shadow.”
“How many ya'll parents smoke weed? My momma still grows illegal weed in Alabama.”
“How many years can some people exist before they're allowed to be free.”
“How many years did people hate Obamacare? Now there's a poll out there that says Obamacare's never been more popular. Really? Really? Just how stupid do you think we all are? After whatever it is, six years of rising premiums, lost coverage, horrible treatment, no access, now all of a sudden, and there hasn't been any improvement in enrollment.”
“How many years have slipped through our hands? At least as many as the constellations we still can identify. The quarter moon, like a light skiff, floats out of the mist-remnants Of last night’s hard rain. It, too, will slip through our fingers with no ripple, without us in it.”
“How many years must a man do nothing, before he can at all know what is to be done and how to do it!”
Source: Maxims and Reflections
“How many years of fatigue and punishment it takes to learn the simple truth that work, that disagreeable thing, is the only way of not suffering in life, or at all events, of suffering less.”
“How many years went by unnoticed, unembraced?”
Source: Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood
“How many years will you crawl through this castle, so satisfied and still wanting more?”
“How many years you have to keep on doing, until you know what to do and how to do!”
“How many young girls there are who do not see any wrongdoing in following certain shameless styles like so many sheep. They certainly would blush if they could guess the impression they make and the feelings they evoke in those who see them. Do they not see the harm resulting from excess in certain gymnastic exercises and sports not suitable for virtuous girls? What sins are committed or provoked by conversations which are too free, by immodest shows, by dangerous reading. How lax have consciences become, how pagan morals!”
“How many young hearts have revealed the fact that what they had been trained to imagine, the highest earthly felicity, was but the beginning of care, disappointment, and sorrow, and often led to the extremity of mental and physical suffering.”
Source: Woman's Profession as Mother and Educator: With Views in Opposition to Woman Suffrage
“How many young men, in all previous times of unprecedented steadiness, had turned suddenly wild and wicked for the same reason, and, in an ecstasy of unrequited love, taken to wrench off door-knockers, and invert the boxes of rheumatic watchmen!”
Source: Barnaby Rudge, And, Hard Times: With Ten Illustrations
“How many young people among you are like this? You know how to give and yet you have ever learned how to receive. You still lack one thing. Become a beggar. This is what you still lack. Learn how to beg. This isn’t easy to understand. To learn how to beg. To learn how to receive with humility.”
“How many young people, how many young people of our Europe, whom we have left empty of ideals, who do not have work... they take drugs, alcohol, or go there to enlist in fundamentalist groups.”
“How many Zen masters does it take to screw in a light bulb? The plum tree in the garden!”
Source: Hardcore Zen: Punk Rock, Monster Movies and the Truth About Reality
“How many, alas, of the precious saints of God must we shut out from being believers, if there is no faith but what amounts to assurance.... shall we say their faith went away in the departure of their assurance?”
Source: The Christian in Compleat Armour, Or, A Treatise of the Saints War Against the Devil: Wherein a Discovery is Made of that Grand Enemy of God and His People, in His Policies, Power, Seat of His Empire, Wickedness, and Chief Design He Hath Against the Saints ...
“How marriage ruins a man! It is as demoralizing as cigarettes, and far more expensive.”
Source: Lady Windermere's Fan
“How marvellous it would be if, at the end of the day, each of us could say: today I have performed an act of charity towards others!”
“How marvellously lie our anxieties, in filmy layers, one over the other! Take away that which has lain on the upper surface for so long - the care of cares - the only one, as it seemed to you, between your soul and the radiance of Heaven - and straight you find a new stratum there.”
Source: Uncle Silas A Tale of Bartram-Haugh