Top 100 How's Quotes
#2. How's this for a punch line," she whispered, wetting her lips as her gaze fell to my mouth. The action made me forget to breathe. "Marry me today, and I'll stay the night again tonight, only this time instead of asking you to stop, I'll beg you not to.
Kelly Oram
#3. We may be sexually incompatible." "How's that?" He didn't seem worried. "You're supposed to take those buttons off with your teeth. I should be naked by now.
Erin Kellison
#4. How's Cujo?"
"He's good. Thank you for saving him." ...
"You asked," he said with a shrug.
Erica O'Rourke
#5. My voice wouldn't work right. I made a tiny nod instead, because - how's this for weird? - I didn't want him to let go of me. He'd pulled back a little, with just his lower half, and I was afraid the scorch in my cheeks would set fire to the rest of me, because I had an idea why.
Wow. Oh, wow.
Lili St. Crow
#6. Human nature is to live with a "someday" mindset and think life will work itself out. How's that working out for everybody?
Hal Elrod
#8. Why, how's this?' muttered the Jew: changing countenance; 'only two of 'em? Where's the third? They can't have got into trouble. Hark!
Charles Dickens
#9. Well, I can feel superior for my good deed." I flashed him a smile. "How's that for a selfish reason?
Kim Harrington
#10. My mom always does this thing where, the closer I get to home, the more she calls. 'Hey, listen, how's your plane? Did you land? Are you landing? Sweetie. Listen. We want to ... ' The anxiety amps up exponentially as I get closer, and then I can't get out fast enough.
Maria Bamford
#11. Hello?"
"How's it going?" Dane asked.
I relaxed at the familiar voice. "I'm having a fling with a younger man," I told him. "He's kind of short for me, and there's a little incontinence problem ... but we're working to get beyond all that.
Lisa Kleypas
#12. And now he was down there with Roger and the slut. Which was unfair, but it was how she found herself thinking of Xela more and more. How's that old joke go? she thought. The difference between a nymph and a slut? A nymph sleeps with everyone. A slut sleeps with everyone except you.
Peter Clines
#13. For once Yancy didn't mind driving to Miami. Dr. Rosa Campesino had agreed to meet for lunch. On the Eighteen-Mile Stretch he got stuck behind a minivan with a CHOOSE LIFE bumper sticker. "Choose the accelerator! How's that for starters?" Yancy was shouting, pounding on the horn.
Carl Hiaasen
#14. When a man don't know his own mind, Miss Shirley, ma'am, how's a poor woman going to be sure of it?
L.M. Montgomery
#15. The brownies can't touch that basket - it's spelled - but we can. We're supposed to take one thing out per day and put it on the silver tray on our dressers." "Spelled? How's it spelled? B-A-S-K-E-T, right?" asked Finn, obviously confused.
Elle Casey
#16. I even made poor Louis take me on Crusade. How's that for blasphemy? I dressed my maids as Amazons and rode bare-breasted halfway to Damascus. Louis had a seizure and I damn near died of windburn ... but the troops were dazzled.
James Goldman
#17. My mum was crazy. And her mum was crazy. And her mum's mum was crazy. Is it my turn? Am I going to live the rest of my life giggling at raindrops, wearing paper slippers? When I go to dinner with friends should I not use a fork 'cause I just might snap? Hey, you guys look great. How's the baby?
Christopher Titus
#18. How's his appendix?"
"Like crap. They almost didn't catch it in time, and he's still doing the ass-plant in a hospital bed, being
doted on by an army of hot nurses. Makes me sick."
"Maybeyou should rupture something."
"Any more of these stories out of you and I just might.
Marjorie M. Liu
#19. How's this for a headline? 'French fries'.
James French
#20. Spartacus," I called, "how's it hanging?" Probably not too well. Once you're dead, had your organs removed, and are resurrected as an undead mummified cat, your testicles probably looked like old raisins that had rolled under the couch. Raisins didn't tend to ... hang.
Rob Thurman
#21. They say we have weak wills. Do you know about the two drunks who went to the film of The Lost Weekend. Came out staggering. "My God I'll never take another drink," said the first. "My God I'll never go to another movie." How's that for commitment?
John Berryman
#22. The Vamp Council hung a portrait of me on their hero wall. How's that for ironic?'
'Especially since they showed it to you just before they tortured you for Serena's turning,' Shade said.
Wraith snorted again. 'Fuckers'.
Larissa Ione
#23. I had to ask the burning question as we walked to the door. "How's it feel to throw a man off a building twenty stories up?"
"Good. Kind of liberating actually. Educational too. I never knew a man could scream so loud. Or so long.
KevaD
#24. So, how's school? How's everything going?"
"Can Gio hear us?"
... "Yes"
"Oh, well then, it's going magnificently. I'm so fortunate to have a knowledgeable and patient teacher like my uncle, who is imparting his centuries of wisdom into my eager young mind.
Elizabeth Hunter
#25. Someone said to me, "How's your rabbit food?" I said, "Fine." ... "How's your vulture food?"
Doug Graham
#26. What do you think of this, Holmes? Sholto was, on his own confession, with his brother last night. The brother died in a fit, on which Sholto walked off with the treasure? How's that?"
"On which the dead man very considerately got up and locked the door on the inside.
Arthur Conan Doyle
#27. ... I've a thirst on me I wouldn't sell for half a crown.
- Give it a name, citizen, says Joe.
- Wine of the country, says he.
- What's yours? says Joe.
- Ditto MacAnaspey, says I.
- Three pints, Terry, says Joe. And how's the old heart, citizen? says he.
James Joyce
#28. There are certain clues at a crime scene which by their very nature do not lend themselves to being collected or examined. How's one collect love, rage, hatred, fear...? These are things that we're trained to look for.
James Reece
#29. I have found that liars in the end communicate more truth than do truth tellers." "How's that?" "Because truth is the safest lie.
Douglas Preston
#30. Only because you're injured," she said, and kissed him again. He pulled her close. "How's this going to work with all these stitches? Do I have to keep standing?" "Well," whispered Rosa, "I suppose you could kneel." Yancy lifted her sundress. "You're the doctor.
Carl Hiaasen
#31. Whenever someone says to my mum: 'How's your son doing?' she says: 'Which one?' If you're a parent, you're not going to go: 'Oh I'll concentrate on the famous one.'
Martin Freeman
#32. I'm more than happy to fuck off, but if it makes a difference, I wasn't going to talk about dicks. I'm far more interested to hear more about your poor neglected vagina. How's she been? We haven't had a face-to-face in a while.
Leisa Rayven
#33. Never automate something that can be eliminated, and never delegate something that can be automated or streamlined. Otherwise, you waste someone else's time instead of your own, which now wastes your hard-earned cash. How's that for incentive to be effective and efficient?
Timothy Ferriss
#34. Okay, well ... how's that water feeling, then?' 'Excuse me?' 'The Nile warm this time of the year?
J.R. Ward
#35. Uh, hey, I got a idea. Instead of us hanging around playing art critic 'til I get pinched by the man, how's about we move away from this eerie-ass piece of work, and get on with our increasingly eerie-ass day. How's that?
Joss Whedon
#36. Um, dad?" I called "How's it going?"
"Percy!" Annabeth whispered. "We're in a hurry!
Rick Riordan
#37. How's your business doing?"
"What business would that be, Jimmy?"
"The escort service." I try to stifle my laugh, but to no avail. Chelsea slaps me across my arm. It stings, but I don't show it. I can't let her know that she still affects me in any way.
Heidi McLaughlin
#38. There are these two young fish swimming along and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says "Morning, boys. How's the water?" And the two young fish swim on for a bit, and then eventually one of them looks over at the other and goes "What the hell is water?
David Foster Wallace
#39. People ask me, 'How's 'Teen Wolf?' and I tell them it's literally the best job I've ever had. It's hard. Everybody wants to be a series regular. It's something that a lot of actors would kill to have. That being said, it's very demanding of you, in so many different ways.
Shelley Hennig
#40. Most of the people who are in elective office in Washington, D.C., they have held public office before. How's that working for you?
Herman Cain
#41. Are you okay?" I ask.
"You're looking at me in a way nobody has for a while."
"And how's that?"
"Like I matter.
Lisa Swallow
#42. Hey, Terry? Jim. How's it going? So, you and Mimi up for some dinner?" He paused. "No, I didn't hit my head. No, this isn't a code because I'm being held hostage.
Tere Michaels
#43. How's this for honesty?" Luke said abruptly. "I want you..."
"I don't have sex with men I've just met," she murmured.
He rested his hands on her hips, the warmth of his touch searing her flesh. "Would you consider making an exception?
Elle Kennedy
#44. W'en you see a man in woe, Walk right up and say hullo. Say hullo and how d'ye do, How's the world a-usin' you? . W'en you travel through the strange Country t'other side the range, Then the souls you've cheered will know Who you be, an' say hullo.
Sam Walter Foss
#45. Hey, Mr. Cunningham. How's your entailment gettin' along?
Harper Lee
#46. Now I smile. "How's everything with you?" I call down cheerfully. This takes them aback, but I know the crowd will love it.
Suzanne Collins
#47. Actually, all paths lead away from the truth ... how's that? All paths. There's no such thing as a path to the truth. The truth's already here, where are you going?
Adyashanti
#48. Oh, don't sit there blushin, he says, git on with it. Life's too short. Take her off in the bushes, my friend, an make her yer own. If you don't, somebody else will. Hell, I might jest make a play fer her myself. That 'ud put a rocket in yer pocket. Ha ha! How's about it, Red? You an me?
Moira Young
#49. Death ray?" scoffed Victor. "Death ray? Everyone thinks that inventors just have death rays just sitting around. 'Oh you're an inventor? Have you made a death ray yet?' 'How's the inventing going? What's your death ray like?' I'm sick of it.
Dennis Liggio
#50. Well, now that we're on the subject, it's somewhat unhygienic for you to drink out of the milk jug."
"Babe, I had my tongue in your mouth for ten minutes this morning. How's that any different ?
Kristen Ashley
#51. Alighted near Hazel and Fiver. "How's Holly?" asked Hazel. "'E sad," said Kehaar. "'E say you no come back." Then he added, "Mees Clover, she ready for mudder." "That's good," said Hazel. "Is anyone doing anything about it?" "Ya, ya, ees all to fight." "Oh, well, I suppose it'll sort itself out.
Richard Adams
#52. I'm a very valuable investment."
"Tell me he didn't say that."
"Of course he did. Well, not the valuable part."
"Idiot."
"How's Matthias?"
"Also an idiot.
Leigh Bardugo
#53. How's your head?" the larger man asked.
"Do me a favor and cut it off," Black muttered. "It's more pain than it's worth right
now.
Tricia Owens
#54. We've been waiting since 1918 for the Boston Red Sox to win the World Series, and ... if I had a choice between the White House and the World Series this year, I'm going to take the White House. How's that?
John F. Kerry
#56. How's the world treating you this morning?'
'Like a baby treats a diaper.
Biyi Bandele-Thomas
#57. They sell that shit to schoolkids. It's worse than that. How's that? Schoolkids buy it.
Cormac McCarthy
#58. How's it hangin' Harry? I keep trying to die, but they won't let me. Well, you can't have everything.
Nicholas Sparks
#59. Hullo, commandant,' I said, 'how's the General?'
'Which general?' he asked with a shy grin.
'Surely in the Caodaist faith,' I said, 'all generals are reconciled.
Graham Greene
#60. So," he asked. "How's death?"
"Hard," she said. "It just keeps going.
Neil Gaiman
#61. How's the book coming?" Stay and talk to me. That's what I meant.
"It's coming. Still got a lot of work to do." He couldn't. That's what he meant.
Kami Garcia
#62. So," I said at last, staring at my hands. "How's, uh, your car?"
"I left it out on the street. Figured it'll be fine there while I'm gone.
Richelle Mead
#63. once upon a time, the princess rose from the ashes her dragon lovers made of her & crowned herself the mother-fucking queen of herself. How's that for a happily ever after?
Amanda Lovelace
#64. You just do you like when you're doing any other song. It's nothing different. Some people are like "How's it like working with Kendrick Lamar?" and really, it's like working with anyone else that I work with.
B.J. The Chicago Kid
#65. Ray did not but could have said, *quote*Me, I read books [ ... ] How's about you?*closequote*
Raymond Federman
#66. I've always had this American-pie face that would get work in commercials ... I'd say things like, 'Hi, Marge, how's your laundry?' and 'Hi, I'm a real nice Georgia peach.' Sometimes this work is one step above being a cocktail waitress.
Teri Garr
#67. Hey.How's it going?"
Martin always butched it up a little with his brother.
He tried to sound like a mechanic.
Why a mechanic?
Martin wasn't sure.
His own mechanic was gay, but he didn't sound gay.
Maybe that was what he was going for-gay but not gay.
Marshall Thornton
#68. It's funny how they thought we were dating," Colin said, glancing over at her.
"How's that funny?" she asked, holding his gaze.
"Um," he said. Distracted from the road, Colin watched as she gave him the slightest version of her inimitable smile.
John Green
#69. Our attitude is the environment we carry with us during the day. It proclaims to the world what we think of ourselves and indicates the sort of person we have made up our minds to be. It is the person we will become. How's your attitude today?
Bob Proctor
#70. There are just two questions to ask to attain success in business: First, "What business am I in?" Second, "How's business?"
Peter Drucker
#71. I do have to say that I think that President Obama is the greatest President in the history of all of our Presidents, and that he can do no wrong in my book. So how's that for prejudice on the Democratic side?
Denis Leary
#72. I think people can handle 150 to 200 miles a week. But something has to give somewhere. If he's a student, how's he going to study? He may be at the age of chasing and courtship, and that's an important form of sport and recreation, too.
Bill Bowerman
#73. Hopefully, in not a too distant future, we will see a Latino president, and who knows how's that going to happen. It's just a matter of time.
Julian Castro
#74. I'm a novelist at heart. How's that? And that's how I make my living, is I write novels.
Nicholas Sparks
#75. Most women are introspective: "Am I in love? Am I emotionally and creatively fulfilled?" Most men are outrospective: "Did my team win? How's my car?"
Rita Rudner
#77. Say something, Amy," Miranda insists. "Something positive. I'm sure it'll make you feel better."
"Okay, Miranda. I've got it." I motion the girls to lean in close to hear my words. "At least I'm not dead."
How's that for positivity?
I have to admit it does make me feel better.
Simone Elkeles
#78. How's motherhood? It is absolutely wonderful. Oh, my gosh. It's truly indescribable and amazing.
Jennie Finch
#79. And then it was between Shane and Claire on who retreated first. "Uou go," he said.
"Why?"
Shane and Pete exchangedblooks. "Seriously?" Pete asked.
"Yeah, she's like that," Shane said, and turned to her. "Because you're my girlfriend, and I'm not going unti; I know you're safe. How's that?
Rachel Caine
#80. I'm not thinking when I'm writing, 'How's this going to read?' Or, 'What percentage of the audience is going to stay with me?' The thing itself is what gives me pleasure. Sometimes stuff just falls onto the page so beautifully and happily that it's deeply satisfying. It's selfish!
Jim Crace
#81. So, how's Tenoline these days?" He arched a curious brow my way. "Or do you guys go by Caroten? I wasn't sure exactly how you were shipping it."
I snorted and rolled my eyes. "It's Oreline, motherfucker.
Linda Kage
#82. How's a skeleton crew supposed to save Chase from the giants who annihilated our parents?"
"I believe your people call it "girl power.
Brian K. Vaughan
#83. How's your love life?" I asked.
"What love life? You keep ruining it."
That was the answer I was hoping for. I even hoped it was true.
Marshall Thornton
#84. When we are courageous enough to begin exploring the 'Why's" and the 'Who's' of life, the 'How's' and 'What's' of life start to come into focus as well. "
Mac MacKenzie
#85. This whole Christian theology thing is that god came down to experience life through his son. Well, how's he experiencing life if he doesn't get laid? Give me a break. And why would he not get laid, as he created the apparatus in the first place?
Tori Amos
#86. We're afloat in amniotic fluid.' 'How's that?' 'Salt water. It's chemically almost identical with the fluid surrounding an unborn baby.
Frank Herbert
#87. It's so easy for some people to get naked. They think they're so promiscuous and avant-garde and rebellious ... but year-round their souls are covered in winter clothing! My soul is promiscuous, now how's that for being a rebel without a cause? They are amateurs.
C. JoyBell C.
#88. I cannot do business. I cannot sit and say, 'How are you, the weather's great, how's your golf?' I'm like a bull in a china shop.
Cilla Black
#89. How's that wrestling match with God going?" Pigpen asks. "From here you look mighty tired.
Katie McGarry
#90. Shudder, in fact, is not quite the word for the feeling. Feeling is not quite the word for the feeling. How's bathing at knifepoint in the phlegm of the dead? Is that a feeling?
Sam Lipsyte
#91. He sits on the edge of the couch, his hair damp and ruffled in every direction. I turn the page and unfortunately a lurid diagram of an erect penis glares up at me. "I am trying to be a bit more normal." He looks at the page. "How's it working out so far?" "I'm glad this isn't a pop-up book.
Sally Thorne
#92. Dane picked up on the second ring. "How's Operation Baby Rescue going?"
"I've rescued the baby. Now I'd like someone to rescue me."
"Miss Independent never needs to be rescued."
I felt the hint of a genuine smile appear on my face, like a crack in the winter ice. "Oh, right. I forgot.
Lisa Kleypas
#93. I'm a vegetarian, and I long for people to eat less meat, but the thing to do is not to go, 'Eat! Less! Meat!' It's to say, 'I am fit as a flea and I'm 63, I haven't eaten meat for 40 years, and I never get diseases, I'm never ill, and I'm full of energy. So how's about that?'
Joanna Lumley
#94. When they ask me who's the president of Ubeki-beki-beki-beki-stan-stan I'm going to say, you know, I don't know. Do you know? And then I'm going to say how's that going to create one job?
Herman Cain
#95. Ah, Brynn," Vercleese boomed at one tall, extremely thin man with a dreamy air about him and a face dusted with fine white flour. "How's the bread business?" The man pulled himself from whatever reverie gripped him and smiled wanly. "Rising, Sir Vercleese, always rising." Vercleese
Douglas W. Clark
#96. How's Alison getting on?'
Conway snorted. 'Tucked up in the sick room like she's dying in some season finale. Little fadey voice on her and all. She's having a great old time.
Tana French
#97. How old am I? I'm as old as my mother told me. How's that?
Charles Manson
#98. Unca Jay!"
"How's it going Claire?"
She giggled. "Qwil aaaaawl wet now."
"I can see that. Where's your mama?"
"Gone, gone, gone," Claire sang. "Cwaire pway wid Qwil aaaawl day. Cwaire nebber gowin home.
Stephenie Meyer
#99. You always think everything is so easy," Royce replied, wiping his eyes.
"I'm just a glass-half-full kinda guy. How's your glass looking these days?"
"I have no idea. I'm still trying to get over the sheer size of it.
Michael J. Sullivan
