H Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with H. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“How sad it was to realize that sometimes you never got there. That sometimes you lived a whole life skittering across the surface as the years passed, unblessed.”
“How sad it was, Carmen thought, that you acted awful when you were desperately sad and hurt and wanted to be loved. How tragic then, the way everyone avoided you and tiptoed around you when you really needed them. Carmen knew this vicious predicament as well as anyone in the world. How bitter it felt when you acted badly to everyone and ended up hating yourself the most.”
Source: The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants Complete Collection
“How sad, lonely, and empty to live a life without love?”
“How sad now never to see men holding hands, while everywhere one looks they are holding guns.”
“How sad that for some, the idea of God is the perfect excuse to see problems in their life and do nothing about it.”
“How sad that men would base an entire civilization on the principle of paternity, upon the legal owership and presumed responsibility for children, and then never really get to know their sons and daughters very well.”
“How sad that religious communities don’t put more effort into matchmaking, since the practice has divine origins. Sometimes outsiders know, for some rhyme or reason, that some individuals just rhyme, when they are together.
Michael Ben Zehabe, Ruth: a woman’s guide to husband material, pg 71”
Source: Ruth: A Woman's Guide to Husband Material
“How sad that we can now go up in aeroplanes and see that there are no gods upon the clouds.”
Source: The Cloudspotter's Guide: The Science, History, and Culture of Clouds
“How sad that we often diminish our best gifts by struggling valiantly to develop in someone else's area of ability. It is better to focus on your uniqueness and do that with excellence than to end up with mediocrity in several areas.”
Source: 48 Days to the Work You Love
“how sad
that we pretend
we are happy”
“How sad the world is, so beautiful yet so absurd.”
Source: Suite Francaise, a Novel
“How sad they are, the promises we never return to. They stay in our mouths, roughen the tongue, lead lives of their own.”
Source: Of Gravity & Angels
“How sad to be lying now on a sick bed, and to be in danger of dying! This world is pleasant–it would be dreary to be called from it, and to have to go who knows where?"
And then my mind made its first earnest effort to comprehend what had been infused into it concerning heaven and hell: and for the first time it recoiled, baffled; and for the first time glancing behind, on each side, and before it, it saw all around an unfathomed gulf: it felt the one point where it stood–the present; all the rest was formless cloud and vacant depth: and it shuddered at the thought of tottering , and plunging amid that chaos.”
Source: Jane Eyre
“How sad to see a father with money and no joy. The man studied economics, but never studied happiness.”
“How sad when those who reason, reason wrong.”
Source: Antigone
“How sad would be November if we had no knowledge of the spring!”
Source: Circle of the Seasons: The Journal of a Naturalist's Year
“How sad, ye Gods, how sad the world is at evening, how mysterious the mists over the swamps! You will know it when you have wandered astray in those mists, when you have suffered greatly before dying, when you have walked through the world carrying an unbearable burden. You know it too when you are weary and ready to leave this earth without regret; its mists; its swamps and its rivers; ready to give yourself into the arms of death with a light heart, knowing that death alone can comfort you.”
Source: The Master and Margarita
“How sad, a heart that
does not know how to love, that
does not know what it is to be drunk with love.
If you are not in love, how can you enjoy
the blinding light of the sun,
the soft light of the moon?”
“How sad, how strange, we make companions out of air and hurt them, so they will defy us, completing creation.”
Source: Rabbit, run ; Rabbit redux
“How sad, that the group with the most access to the truth chose in several strategic instances to look the other way.”
“How sad, ye Gods, how sad the world is at evening, how mysterious the mists over the swamps! You will know it when you have wandered astray in those mists, when you have suffered greatly before dying, when you have walked through the world carrying an unbearable burden. You know it two when you are weary and ready to leave this earth without regret; its mists; its swamps and its rivers; ready to give yourself into the arms of death with a light heart, knowing that death alone can comfort you.”
Source: The Master and Margarita (Vintage Classic Russians Series)
“How sad. How frightening. To be filled with so much hate that you could not even rejoice in the healing of a child...How did anyone ever come to that point?”
“How sadly things had changed since she had sat there the night after coming home! Then she had been full of hope and joy and the future had looked rosy with promise. Anne felt as if she had lived years since then, but before she went to bed there was a smile on her lips and peace in her heart. She had looked her duty courageously in the face and found it a friend--as duty ever is when we meet it frankly.”
Source: Anne of Green Gables
“How satisfying it is to leave a mark on a blank surface. To make a map of my movement - no matter how temporary.”
“How satisfying it is to see a chef at work! Adding a bit of this, bit of that! If you do all little things with full awareness, you will also feel like a chef enjoying the process of cooking.”
“How satisfying will it be to know that no matter what happens to your relationship and no matter where or with whom he ends up in his life that you taught him everything he knows...? Catty? Maybe, but that’s a fun thought.”
Source: Real Secrets of Sex: A Women's Guide on How to Be Good in Bed
“How saying is saying if its already said.”
Source: 10 Alone
“How science dwindles, and how volumes swell,
How commentators each dark passage shun,
And hold their farthing candle to the sun!”
“How scientists go about their job: and it's a process, it's a question of asking questions, respecting observation, respecting experiment, having tentative explanations and then testing them.... There is a problem sometimes with how we teach science at schools. Because we sometimes teach it as if it has been chiseled in stone.”
“How seamless seemed love and then came trouble!”
“how seasonably
leaf and blossom uncurl
and living things arrange their death,
while someone from afar off
blows birthday candles for the world.”
Source: The Selected Poems of Irving Layton
“How seek the way which leadeth to our wishes? By renouncing our wishes. The crown of excellence is renunciation.”
“How seldom is generosity perfect and pure! How often do men give because it throws a certain inferiority on those who receive, and superiority on themselves!”
“How seldom we recognize the sound when the bolt of our fate slides home.”
Source: Red Dragon
“How seldom we weigh our neighbor in the same balance with ourselves.”
Source: The Following of Christ
“How self-centered, how arrogant... Imagine the awesome privilege of living in a society where you get to choose what you eat at each and every meal. When I was a kid, I was a vegetarian and a vegan for long stretches... I was a commodity cheese-atarian.”
“How selfish and dark it was to count my blessings based on another's hell”
Source: Jethro's Journey
“How selfish soever man may be supposed, there are evidently some principles in his nature, which interest him in the fortune of others, and render their happiness necessary to him, though he derives nothing from it, except the pleasure of seeing it.”
Source: Delphi Complete Works of Adam Smith (Illustrated)
“How senseless is everything that can ever be written, done, or thought, when such things are possible. It must be all lies and of no account when the culture of a thousand years could not prevent this stream of blood being poured out, these torture-chambers in their hundreds of thousands. A hospital alone shows what war is.”
Source: Erich Maria Remarque's All Quiet on the Western Front
“How serious can a movie about time-traveling robots be? You want it to be cool and fun.”
“How serious we were, how deadly serious. I was going to be killed and she was prepared to devote her life to my heroic memory. It was one of a million identical dreams of a million olive uniforms and cotton prints. And it might well have ended with the traditional Dear John letter except that she devoted her life to her warrior.
Her letters, sweet with steadfastness, followed me everywhere, round, clear handwriting, dark blue ink on light blue paper, so that my whole company recognized her letters and every man was curiously glad for me. Even if I hadn’t wanted to marry Mary, her constancy would have forced me to for the perpetuation of the world dream of fair and faithful women.”
Source: The Winter of our Discontent
“How seriously can I take myself? I'm just one of six billion people, right?”
“How seriously have you personally taken the Lord's charge to share His gospel? It is a lifelong responsibility ... to be addressed differently according to the various seasons of your life.”
“How seven days had passed since she had disappeared from existence. That it would take the eyes of the gods to find her. Or the heart of the Lumateran exile.”
Source: The Complete Lumatere Chronicles
“How shall a man judge what to do in such times?'
'As he ever has judged,' said Aragorn. 'Good and ill have not changed since yesteryear...It is a man's part to discern them, as much in th Golden Wood as in his own house.”
“How shall a society remember its miners underground while it cannot even remember its homeless above ground?”
“How shall freedom be defended? By arms when it is attacked by arms, by truth when it is attacked by lies, by faith when it is attacked by authoritarian dogma. Always, in the final act, by determination and faith.”
“How shall I a habit break? As you did that habit make, As you gathered, you must lose; As you yielded, now refuse, Thread by thread the strands we twist Till they bind us neck and wrist, Thread by thread the patient hand Must untwine ere free we stan”
Source: Selected poems
“How shall I admire, how laugh, how rejoice, how exult, when I behold so many
proud monarchs groaning in the lowest abyss of darkness; so many
magistrates liquefying in fiercer flames than they ever kindled against the
Christians; so many sages philosophers blushing in red-hot fires with their
deluded pupils; so many tragedians more tuneful in the expression of their
own sufferings; so many dancers tripping more nimbly from anguish then
ever before from applause.”
“How shall I be able to rule over others, that have not full power and command of myself?”
Source: Gargantua and Pantagruel