How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?
‐‐ Satchel Paige
How on earth do people imagine we equip children for life if we never show them the sorts of issues other people encounter, if we never talk through with them how they might deal with difficulty or violence or unexpected shocks and surprises?
‐‐ Margo Lanagan
How one can live without being able to judge oneself, criticize what one has accomplished, and still enjoy what one does, is unimaginable to me.
‐‐ Anna Freud
How one deals with the death of a loved one is a highly personalized affair. Some people weep for days; others take a hike in the woods or count rosary beads.
‐‐ Douglas Brinkley
How one handles success or failure is determined by their early childhood.
‐‐ Harold Ramis
How one hates to think of oneself as alone. How one avoids it. It seems to imply rejection or unpopularity.
‐‐ Anne Morrow Lindbergh
How one life turns out is not dependent on what people do to us or what they don't do for us.
‐‐ Joyce Meyer
How one stands up to any sort of allegation in the heat of political battle reveals the strength and nature of your character. It's one of the reasons we have campaigns.
‐‐ Tammy Bruce
How or by what magic is it, that we convey our thoughts to one another with such case and accuracy?
‐‐ Henry Martyn
How paramount the future is to the present when one is surrounded by children.
‐‐ Charles Darwin
How pathetically scanty my self-knowledge is compared with, say, my knowledge of my room. There is no such thing as observation of the inner world, as there is of the outer world.
‐‐ Franz Kafka
How people are around a director, it really does affect everything, every detail of the life of the movie.
‐‐ Daniel Day-Lewis
How people interpret my degrees of sexiness is out of my hands.
‐‐ Seth Green
How people keep correcting us when we are young! There is always some bad habit or other they tell us we ought to get over. Yet most bad habits are tools to help us through life.
‐‐ Jack Nicklaus
How people themselves perceive what they are doing is not a question that interests me.
‐‐ Noam Chomsky
How poor this world would be without its graves, without the memories of its mighty dead. Only the voiceless speak forever.
‐‐ Robert Green Ingersoll
How, possibly, could the police have made the 'mistake' of charging the wrong man with the notorious Red Light Bandit crimes? That also is something that is fully revealed in the Pandora's Box of facts I have prepared.
‐‐ Caryl Chessman
How precious a book is in light of the offering, in the light of the one who has the privilege of this offering. The library tells you of this offering.
‐‐ Louis Kahn
How prone poor Humanity is to dam up the minutest remnants of its freedom, and build an artificial roof to prevent it looking up to the clear blue sky.
‐‐ E. T. A. Hoffmann
How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!
‐‐ Alexander Pope
How prophetic L'Enfant was when he laid out Washington as a city that goes around in circles!
‐‐ John Mason Brown
How proud I am to be compared to Oprah. I really admire her. She's a minority woman and she's done all this by herself... I'm very happy to be Oprah with salsa and not Donahue in drag.
‐‐ Cristina Saralegui
How quick are we to learn: that is, to imitate what others have done or thought before. And how slow to understand: that is, to see the deeper connections.
‐‐ Frits Zernike
How quick come the reasons for approving what we like!
‐‐ Jane Austen
How quickly passes away the glory of this world.
‐‐ Thomas a Kempis
How quickly we forget God's great deliverances in our lives. How easily we take for granted the miracles he performed in our past.
‐‐ David Wilkerson
How real can your music be if you wake up in the morning hearing birds and crickets? I never hear birds when I wake up. Just a lot of construction work, the smell of Chinese takeout, children screaming, and everybody knocking a different track from 'Ready to Die' as they pass down the street.
‐‐ The Notorious B.I.G.
How rich our German life is compared to France or England: what an abundance of social types and customs with completely different origins... Germany is a world, whereas England and France, with their stereotypically divided three social classes, are but enlarged villages... what a stage for a Balzac.
‐‐ Harry Graf Kessler
How ridiculous I was as a Marionette! And how happy I am, now that I have become a real boy!
‐‐ Carlo Collodi
How rude would I be, walking around and saying: 'Hello. I'm Eleanor Mondale. My father was vice president of the United States. Treat me differently.'
‐‐ Eleanor Mondale
How sad it is that we give up on people who are just like us.
‐‐ Fred Rogers
How seldom we weigh our neighbor in the same balance with ourselves.
‐‐ Thomas a Kempis
How serious can a movie about time-traveling robots be? You want it to be cool and fun.
‐‐ Christian Bale
How shall a man escape from that which is written; How shall he flee from his destiny?
‐‐ Ferdowsi
How shall I be able to rule over others, that have not full power and command of myself?
‐‐ Francois Rabelais
How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, and love the offender, yet detest the offence?
‐‐ Alexander Pope
How shall I speak of Doom, and ours in special, But as of something altogether common?
‐‐ Donald Justice
How shall the soul of a man be larger than the life he has lived?
‐‐ Edgar Lee Masters
How should we begin to make amends for raising a generation obsessed with the pursuit of material wealth and indifferent to so much else?
‐‐ Tony Judt
How sick one gets of being 'good', how much I should respect myself if I could burst out and make everyone wretched for twenty-four hours; embody selfishness.
‐‐ Alice James
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
‐‐ Alice Walker
How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair!
‐‐ Edmund Waller
How small regard is had to the oath of God by men professing the name of God.
‐‐ George Gillespie
How someone treats a waiter or doorman can tell you so much about a person.
‐‐ Austin Butler
How strange a thing like that happens to a man. He dabbles in something and does not realise that it is his life.
‐‐ Patrick Kavanagh
How strange are the tricks of memory, which, often hazy as a dream about the most important events of a man's life, religiously preserve the merest trifles.
‐‐ Richard Burton
How strange it is that murder has the sanction of law in one and only one of the human relationships, and that is the most important of all, that of nation to nation.
‐‐ Paul Harris
How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
‐‐ Emily Dickinson
How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset.
‐‐ George MacDonald