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Hyt is not al golde that glareth.
Besyn larveth'is!
I have shamed Mr. Cuervo
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Me Jev, you Nora.
Tell Savitar I said hi.
Mind how ye go, hag o' hags. Ye'll be sore missed.
All the while, my mind reeled with what had happened.
I have a hickey. I let Adrian Ivashkov give me a hickey.
Hail holy light, offspring of heav'n firstborn!
Die, enemies of Ra!" Sekhemet yelled. "Perish in agony!"
"She's almost as annoying as you," I told Horus.
"Impossible," Horus said. "No one bests Horus.
If he didn't get out of here - right now - Harrier was either going to break into hysterical laughter or strangle somebody.
It's good to see you," Said Haru.
"You can see me?" asked Marcus, patting himself in sudden shock."The potion must have worn off! That's the last time I give my lunch to a talking squirrel".
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Farrukh, tonight you have won a dishwasher
I feel like an hors deurve waiting to happen.
Ehlena: Look, the reason I called was
Rehv: Because you needed an excuse. You shut me down in the exam room, but really wanted to talk to me. So you called me on the phone. And now you have me. (That voice dropped even lower) Do I get to pick what you do with me?
Hi-ho, hi-ho, its off to work we go.
Mister Hawe, you come along, not satisfied with ropin
It's my birthday, Horus insisted. Wish me happy birthday!
"Happy birthday!" I yelled. "Now shut up!
Ah Myrna, I think I've loved you since I took my first breath." ...
"Don't be afraid, Myr. I love you more than I could ever put into words, but I won't fail you. I promise. This love, our love, is forever.
Roger, we're go on that alarm
Virgin me no virgins! I must have you lose that name, or you lose me.
I am the ghost in Harrenhal.
Out, Himmler! Out of my sight! Go and visit your club-footed daughter! Bring her sauerkraut! Sauerkraut and heroin, Thorndike! She will love it! She will - !
G'night, Van. Love you.
Rehv cleared his throat. "What book is that?"
The Moor looked up, his almond-shaped eyes focusing with a sharpness Rehv could have done without. "You're awake."
"What book?"
"It's The Shadow Death Lexicon."
"Light reading. And here I thought you were a Candace Bushnell fan.
How do y'all say, 'hoorah' in Angel?
Rude Car.
I mun hev' my wage, and I mun goa! I hed aimed to dee wheare I'd sarved fur sixty year;
What do you call the Hrothgar-wrecker when Hrothgar has been wrecked?
Me love you long time
Haruna: If you don't fall for her, she might kill you!...I'll protect you with all I've got!
Yoh: Thanks. Sometimes I feel like I got myself a boyfriend instead of a girlfriend.
Described as a "workaholic speed-writing freak" by fellow writers, a "creative writing class drill sergeant" by his writing 'padawans', Voinov is a self-confessed geek and has enlarged his days by 12 secret hours in return for the sacrifice of ten albino virgin pygmy hippos.
I reached to push my hair out of my eyes, finding someone had tied a knot it in. My face screwed up in anger as I realized it was a HAPA knot. Real funny.
Wind is blowing past me and I open my eyes to look at the bridge above me. But I see only Harlin. And as I fall, he mouths, I love you.
Love me. My head is so bad tonight. Love me. Love me.
Harb was a ticking time bomb. It was like watching a preacher with Tourette syndrome. You knew the "Shit! Balls!" was coming at some point during the sermon, probably while he was slapping you on the forehead during a faith healing.
My friend died. (Astrid) Died how? (Zarek) Mmm, he had parvo. (Astrid) Isn't that a dog's disease? (Zarek) Yes. It was tragic. (Astrid) Hey! I resent that. (Sasha) Behave or I will give you parvo. (Astrid)
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What's with the beard and the horse mane? You look like Rent-a-Villain."
The volhv's eyes widened. He raised his hand at me. "Well you don't look ... female ... in your pants."
"That's a hell of an insult. Did you think of it all by yourself or did you ask your god for help?
Horeb bent over me and ran his hand down my neck, not stopping when his fingers reached my chest.
I jerked backward. "What are you doing?"
His eyes were black and intense. "A little taste before the wedding, Jayden?
Sire, I am my own Rudolph of Hapsburg.
Go maire tu' I bhfad agus rath!
'Live long and prosper'.
Hadrian held the headphones close to one ear. "What is this, Eden? You're listening to music? Stupid, crappy music?"
The square-jawed man stared blankly at him. "It's Celine Dion, sir."
"Get security up here! I want this man in irons. Prepare the Dark Hole!
I don't keer w'at you do wid me, Brer Fox,' sezee, 'so you don't fling me in dat brier-patch. Roas' me, Brer Fox' sezee, 'but don't fling me in dat brier-patch,' sezee.
Hulga the whole while hollering like a half-slaughtered hog. (Attention, students of literature! Alliteration - have you noticed? - is my least vice.)
The first time Kiya met Hapi was over a year ago. On that day, she was at the temple - not to sell pigeons and bread as usual, but to pray and offer sacrifices on the altar of Horus - the God of protection.
What's a TH?"
"A Traffic Hazard," Heeb clarified.
"Oh you mean because the woman is so hot she'll take your eyes off the road?" Narc confirmed.
"Exactly.
HAMM: We're not beginning to ... to ... mean something?
CLOV: Mean something! You and I, mean something!
(Brief laugh.) Ah that's a good one!
The Torah is the foundational text for Jewish law, but the Haggadah is our book of living memory. We are not merely telling a story here. We are being called to a radical act of empathy. Here we are, embarking on an ancient, perennial attempt to give human lives - our lives - dignity.
Yarvi: 'If we had known the hardship of it, we might have chosen another.'
Shidwala: 'So it is with many choices.'
Yarvi: 'All we can do now is see it through.'
Shidwala: 'So it is with many choices.
Hobey-Ho, let's go.
Hurrah for Karamazov!
Okay???
I didn't had a word to replace that?!
Oh, Karamazov, I am deeply unhappy.
I imagine I should have told it to you before? I love you, Sejal.I wish for you to become my wife.Recently I've also opened a shop in North Dakota and thinking that, just maybe, you love me too.
Dead?' repeated the old woman in the dressing gown. She sounded offended. 'Has hif,' she said, grandly aspirating each aitch as if that were the only way to convey the gravity of her words. 'Has hif han 'Empstock would hever do hanything so . . . common . . .
Oh happy Meat. Oh happy Soul. Oh happy Rabo Karabekian.
Haos is the neighbour of God: but everything's usually neat and tidy in hell ...
Aye, verra good. Now then, if ye'll just put your hands above your head and seize the bedstead -
And one more thing ... You will never again refer to him as 'Hazara boy' in my presence. He has a name and it's Sohrab.
happeinefs, what is it? lady, difterbed in her Bed, your thoughts of it?
Silflay hraka, u embleer rah," replied Bigwig.
Dimitri Belikov had arrived.
Hodor," said Hodor.
BLARGLE SLORG NOTH HARGHLE FTHAGN! You know. The usual.
I'm feeling a little sauvage
As long as they were talking, it was easy. And Levi was always talking.
He told her about 4-H.
"What do the H's stand for?"
"Head, heart, hands, health. They don't have 4-H in South Omaha?"
"They do, but it stands for hard, hip-hop, and Homey-don't-play-that.
Is that you?" came Shurq's voice from the darkness within.
"Why yes," Bugg said, "it is."
"Liar. You're not you, you're Bugg. Where's Tehol? I need to talk to Tehol.
Have you had unprotected gay sex?"
This time he got a snort and a laugh. "I ain't no butt pirate."
Roan felt the urge to say, " Arr matey, prepare to be boarded," but somehow managed to repress it.
Baghra," Nikolai said, "how are you this evening?"
"Still old and blind," she snarled.
"And charming," Nikolai drawled. "Never forget charming."
"Whelp."
"Hag."
"What do you want, pest?
I could use some seducing," he said. "I've had a bad couple of days."
A flash of irritation. "You drugged me and threw me on a bird for Sol."
"Good point." Hakan drew her closer. "I'll do the seducing.
But it's not healthy!" replied the Hag. "A mortal and a god sharing the same flesh?"
"You know, this isn't why we're here. I can get abuse pretty much wherever."
"Yeah," sighed the Maid, "but I bet a tenner I can make you cry in half a minute.
Better to reign in hell than serve in heav'n.
WHERE'S MY COW?!
IS THAT MY COW?!
HRRRUUUUGGGH!!!!
THAT'S NOT MY COW!
THAT'S A HIPPOPOTAMOUS!
CNHAKRVR2TLK2PTHFDRPRP4LONGMSG-- Andy Weir
My dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heav'n is sent, Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content!
That was a nice save," Harlin says, sounding amused. "So detailed. Like a nurse."
"Shut up, Harlin," I say, trying not to smile. "I didn't hear you offer anything better."
"You sure you didn't want to tell him we were playing doctor? That might have sounded more believable.
Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit [perhaps this too will be a pleasure to look back on one day].
If aw his hums and haws were hams and haggises, the country wad be weel fed!
Hadoop! I love the sound of it. Kat Potente, you and I will have a son, and we will name him Hadoop, and he will be a great warrior, a king!
Byjadh heemyeh odh ubaech achoedzaY Foolishness may have golden offspring. I hope yours does.
You have a nice day, you hear?
A bitter ending' said Yarvi.
'Many sweet stories have them', said Jaud.
I fucking love you
Love you too Chess. You got that aye? Ain't you know it? Love you right, till it hurts. Ain't going nowhere ... ... ... ...
The Hawks want to talk to you, Boss."
"The Hawks?" I queried, confusion wrinkling my brow.
Kir smiled and pulled me to my feet. "My gang are called the Hawks."
I threw him a sardonic look. "Why? Because you always catch your prey?"
He grinned wickedly. "Always, beautiful Rogan. Always.
I'm coming, you impatient old coot! Keep your panties on!
-Skye yelling back to Hagan.
I have fled my country and gone to the heather.
You dinnae have me yet!
Hadie: If my love could save you, you would live forever.
I resign," says Velvel. He takes off his glasses, slips them into his pocket, and stands up. He forgot an appointment. He's late for work. His mother is calling him on the ultrasonic frequency reserved by the government for Jewish mothers in the event of lunch.
Yuyeh sesh. Despise your heart. Ni weh sesh. I have no heart.
Hodor hodor hodor hodor," shouted Hodor, eyes wide.
Where Thufir Hawat goes, death and deceit follow.
Stick." I said in Russian. I had no clue what the word for stake was. I pointed at the silver ring I wore and made a slashing motion. "Stick. where?"
He stared at me in utter confusion and then asked in perfect English, "why are you talking like that?
I love you. I will always love you.Love-- Nalini Singh
Hebbity bedda," I said, by way of attempting a greeting. My mouth had gone rather numb, and my tongue felt like a lead weight. "Jussa hangonna sayke hee.
Hokahey! Today is a good day to die.
Brothers Karamazov
Adrian's new research partner stepped through the door, and I knew the uneasy peace we'd just established in Palm Springs was about to shatter.
Dimitri Belikov had arrived.
My hope has a small h.