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Nasty Hitler! Stop this horrible war and go right away altogether! By Ransom Riggs Hitler Nasty Stop Altogether Horrible

Sogeking... SHOOT THAT FLAG. By Eiichiro Oda Sogeking Shoot Flag

I'm an honest hoe, and all my hoes is honest. By Della Reese Honest Hoe Hoes

I hunt. He bakes. Haymitch drinks. By Suzanne Collins Hunt Bakes Haymitch Drinks

A hick town is one where there is no place to go where you shouldn't go. By Alexander Woollcott Hick Town Place

You don't believe Hobbamock is invincible?" "No. My people centuries ago proved that. He is powerful - and gaining strength with each new child. But I do not think he is invincible . . . yet. Could he become invincible? Could he gain so much strength that nothing could stop him? This is a question that has kept me up nights." "But you're convinced he can be defeated?" "Absolutely." "By a kid carrying some kind of magic spear." "Yes," Charlie said softly. "I had . . . an experience, what Quidnecks call pniese. What your Bible calls a revelation or apocalypse. The pniese made everything clear. By Chet Williamson Hobbamock Invincible Strength Absolutely Pniese

I have trouble saying hu ... hu ... husband. By Rosanna Arquette Trouble Husband

Hi-ho, hi-ho, its off to work we go. By Candace Knoebel Hiho Work

In 1982 I was playing soccer at William and Mary, and a kid from Randolph-Macon called me a kike. I ran after him. 'I'm not a ... well, yes I am. By Jon Stewart Mary William Kike Playing Soccer

Westside Hochdeutsch mafia, biggest of the big, construction, savings and loans, untaxed billions stashed under an Alp someplace, technically Jewish but wants to be a Nazi, becomes exercised often to the point of violence at those who forget to spell his name with two n's. What's he to you? By Thomas Pynchon Nazi Construction Hochdeutsch Alp Jewish

Emil Drukker, the Head-hunter of Cologne. By Earl Peirce Drukker Cologne Headhunter Emil

to hear of the new house that Sam Hochstetler, By Stephanie Reed Hochstetler Sam Hear House

On the eighth day, the forty-year-old hobo said to Billy: "This ain't bad. I can be comfortable anywhere.""You can?" said Billy.On the ninth day the hobo died. So it goes. His last words were: "You think this is bad? This ain't bad. By Kurt Vonnegut Billy Bad Day Hobo Eighth

Thich Naht Hahn: "The path is the goal. By Robert T. Kiyosaki Hahn Naht Thich Goal Path

Wasabi. Now hoiteys. Seriously, you'd think I really didn't know English. By Simone Elkeles Wasabi English Hoiteys

If Hori were to die, I should not forget! Hori is a song in my heart for ever ... That means-that there is no more death ... By Agatha Christie Die Forget Hori Death Song

In the popular mind, if Hoyle is remembered it is as the prime mover of the discredited Steady State theory of the universe. "Everybody knows" that the rival Big Bang theory won the battle of the cosmologies, but few (not even astronomers) appreciate that the mathematical formalism of the now-favoured version of Big Bang, called inflation, is identical to Hoyle's version of the Steady State model. By Fred Hoyle Steady State Hoyle Big Bang

I'm Santa Claus to these hoes without a reindeer. By Nicki Minaj Santa Claus Reindeer Hoes

We all have an eraser incorporated within us, a delete key, but we forget how to use it. Ho'oponopono helps us to remember the power that we have to choose between erasing (letting go) or reacting, being happy or suffering. It is only a matter of choice in every moment of our lives. By Mabel Katz Key Eraser Incorporated Delete Forget

Sire, I am my own Rudolph of Hapsburg. By Napoleon Bonaparte Sire Hapsburg Rudolph

What's the handle, Zock? By William Goldman Zock Handle

Hodor hodor hodor hodor," shouted Hodor, eyes wide. By George R R Martin Hodor Shouted Eyes Wide

StocktontoMalone By Hot Rod Hundley Stocktontomalone

Hoes want attention, women want respect. By Drake Hoes Attention Women Respect

Its my birthday wish me happy birthday horus said happy birthday I yelled now shut up By Rick Riordan Birthday Happy Horus Yelled Shut

By happy contrast, Hobie's whole day revolved around dinner. By Donna Tartt Hobie Contrast Dinner Happy Day

What is the difference between a Nazi and a dog?The Nazi lifts his arm. By Victor Borge Nazi Dog Arm Difference Lifts

I abhor a hoe. I am fond of flowers but not of dirt, and had rather buy them than cultivate them. By Lyman Abbott Hoe Abhor Dirt Fond Flowers

(C)hoice without alternative is only a sleight of hand; it is a magician's force-play, during which you believe you have free well, but your fate has already been decided: the magician knows which card you will pick! By Garth Stein Magician Hoice Hand Forceplay Decided

Jeff- "A Hanukkah tradition is making potato pancakes. For something a little different, use a sweet potato. Anything you'd like to add, Walter?"Walter- "Accept Jesus as your Savior or you'll burn in Hell for all eternity. By Jeff Dunham Walter Jeff Hanukkah Pancakes Potato

Ludwik Szatera was a passionate lover of nostalgia. He could never come to terms with the eternal passage of men, objects and events. Each moment inexorably turning into the past was to him precious, invaluable, and he witnessed its passing with a sense of inexpressible regret. By Stefan Grabinski Szatera Ludwik Nostalgia Passionate Lover

Gude nicht, and joy be wi' you a'. By Carolina Nairne Gude Nicht Joy

I sweet potato what I sweet potato. By Tom Robbins Sweet Potato

I don't understand the word 'hunk.' By Goran Visnjic Hunk Word Understand

Hollering at the top of his voice, a little boy walks by a cranky old man. "Boy, why are you a hollering as I walk by?" The little boy replies, "Old man, why are you walking by when I am a hollering. By Nancy B. Brewer Boy Man Hollering Voice Top

Hyt is not al golde that glareth. By Geoffrey Chaucer Hyt Glareth Golde

WILLIAM, yesterday, he said that he relied upon the growing taste in Hoboken for Bavarian beer to destroy the sympathy of the United States By Various William Yesterday States Hoboken Bavarian

Horkman made a sound like a bullfrog trying to give a blow job to a buffalo. By Dave Barry Horkman Buffalo Made Sound Bullfrog

When a guy's getting screwed he's got a right to holler. And we've been damn well screwed. By Ken Kesey Holler Screwed Guy Damn

To get the crowd to cry Hosanna, you must first ride to town on an ass. By David Mitchell Hosanna Ass Crowd Cry Ride

Hodgkin had just returned from his second visit to Paris, where he had learned to prepare and dissect cadaveric specimens. He was promptly recruited to collect specimens for Guy's new museum. The job's most inventive academic perk, perhaps, was his new title: the Curator of the Museum and the Inspector of the Dead. Hodgkin By Siddhartha Mukherjee Paris Specimens Hodgkin Museum Returned

I keep three hoes, But don't'call me Santa By Nicki Minaj Santa Hoes

If a man had to wear heeks they'd be outlawed across the land. Festive in death: chapter 15 By Nora Roberts Chapter Land Man Wear Heeks

[Fritz Haber's] greatness lies in his scientific ideas and in the depth of his searching. The thought, the plan, and the process are more important to him than the completion. The creative process gives him more pleasure than the yield, the finished piece. Success is immaterial. "Doing it was wonderful." His work is nearly always uneconomical, with the wastefulness of the rich. By Richard Willstatter Fritz Haber Greatness Searching Lies

Hobie's presence below stairs was an anchor, a friendly weight ... By Donna Tartt Hobie Anchor Weight Presence Stairs

Glenn Hoddle was probably the unfunniest man I have ever known By Tony Cascarino Hoddle Glenn Unfunniest Man

from Volkheimer to Werner. By Anthony Doerr Werner Volkheimer

THISHATEUGIVELITTLEINFANTSFUCKEVERBODY By Tupac Shakur Thishateugivelittleinfantsfuckeverbody

One is happy to report that Israel Shenker is still at the aerosol stage. His energy is still compressed. The result distinguishes him both as a Jew and as an observer of Jews. By Christopher Lehmann-Haupt Israel Shenker Stage Happy Report

Hakan cursed his plan. What had he done bringing that sweet girl here? She was as delicate as she was beautiful. Her life on Sol had not exposed her to the kind of danger present in the Hub. He'd thought her name would protect her, a great family that could trace its line back to the first convoys from Earth. Her wealth, too, which could command anyone's respect. But the Hub was in the deepest black of space, where starlight was a distant glitter. Nothing could protect her here. By Erin Kellison Hakan Plan Hub Cursed Protect

Hi-Tek is on three or four songs on the new record. By Talib Kweli Hitek Record Songs

Back to Germany," one of the cops said, surveying him. "I'm an American," Frank Frink said. "You're a Jew," the cop said. By Philip K. Dick Germany Back Surveying American Frank

The wife watched her neighbor get fat over the next year. The Germans have a word for that. Kummerspeck. Literally, grief bacon. By Jenny Offill Year Wife Watched Neighbor Fat

On a visit or vacation to Toba Lake,you may say 'Horas' to Batak people,when we meet, visit and shake hands. By Toba Beta Horas Toba Lakeyou Batak Meet

Housman is one of my heroes and always has been. He was a detestable and miserable man. Arrogant, unspeakably lonely, cruel, and so on, but and absolutely marvellous minor poet, I think, and a great scholar. By A.e. Housman Housman Heroes Man Arrogant Cruel

WHERE DOES THIS TRAVESTY TAKE PLACE? HO. HO. HO. Albert gave up. "Well, Crumley's in The Maul, for one. Very popular, the Hogfather Grotto. They always have a good Hogfather, apparently." LET'S GET THERE AND SLEIGH THEM. HO. HO. HO. "Right you are, master." THAT WAS A PUNE OR PLAY ON WORDS, ALBERT. I DON'T KNOW IF YOU NOTICED. "I'm laughing like hell deep down, sir." HO. HO. HO. By Terry Pratchett Place Travesty Hogfather Albert Crumley

I like hoofing you about. By Jodi Ellen Malpas Hoofing

I'm becoming the Fuhrer - the Fuhrer of Laughs! By Mark Corrigan Fuhrer Laughs

How do y'all say, 'hoorah' in Angel? Rude Car. By Amy A. Bartol Hoorah Angel Car Yall Rude

Schinkel's aesthetic was not a crudely materialistic "truth to material" affair ... but rather an attempt to inform iron and other industrial materials with an appropriate beauty through the direct collaboration of the artist in the manufacturing process. By Karl Friedrich Schinkel Affair Schinkel Materialistic Truth Aesthetic

I don't think he was knowable. I mean, when most people talk about knowing somebody a lot or a little, they're talking about the secrets they've been told or haven't been told. They're talking about intimate things, family things, love things," that nice old lady said to me. "Mr. Hoenikker had all those things in his life, the way every living person has to, but they weren't the main things with him. By Kurt Vonnegut Things Knowable Talking Told Hoenikker

I was always told that Hoosier came from when settlers in the state, when a stranger came on their property they'd say, "Who's there? Who's there?" So people that were from Indiana were the people that said "Who's there?" But what do I know? I don't read or interact with people outside the Internet. By Jim Gaffigan Hoosier State People Told Settlers

Hoyt's view of hell is tactile; it is the pain which moves in him like jagged wires pulled through his veins and guts. By Dan Simmons Hoyt Tactile Guts View Hell

What hempen homespuns have we swaggering here ... By William Shakespeare Hempen Homespuns Swaggering

Hornergy' is Zen's term for the indomitable athletic edge powered by sexual restraint. The basketball, baseball and football teams haven't had a winning season in years. The table-tennis team, however, is undefeated. By Megan Mccafferty Hornergy Zen Restraint Term Indomitable

The pig says oink. By Rick Riordan Oink Pig

theatrical groan of disappointment. Szacki By Zygmunt Miloszewski Szacki Theatrical Disappointment Groan

So yesterday the high-ranking visitors came after all. . . H[immler} at their head. A slight, insignificant-looking little man, with a rather good-humored face. High peaked cap, mustache, and small spectacles. I think: If you wanted to trace back all the misery and horror to just one person, it would have to be him. Around him a lot of fellows with weary faces. Very big, heavily dressed men, they swerve along whichever way he turns, like a swarm of flies, changing places among themselves (they don't stand still for a moment) and moving like a single whole. It makes a fatally alarming impression. (January 30, 1944) By David Koker Yesterday Highranking Visitors January Immler

Whoever came to see Rebbe Shmelke with outstretched palms left bearing a gift. one day, when he had not a single piece of change, he gave a beggar a ring he saw lying on the table. It belonged to his wife, who, when she heard the story, complained loudly: "How could you, didn't you know this was a valuable ring, a diamond ring?"Whereupon Shmelke ran out of the house in pursuit of the beggar, shouting: "Friend, listen, that ring is valuable! Don't let the jeweler cheat you! You mustn't sell it too cheap! By Elie Wiesel Rebbe Shmelke Ring Gift Outstretched

Meine Wurst! Better your sausage than your life, man! By Lilith Saintcrow Wurst Meine Man Life Sausage

We took up a collection and sent a telegram to the authorities of that town. The text of the message was that eighty-five healthy, hungry hoboes would arrive about noon and that it would be a good idea to have dinner ready for them. By Jack London Town Collection Telegram Authorities Healthy

a Nean derthal with a badge. By C.j. Box Nean Badge Derthal

I ought to come up there and break your shuck nose. By James Dashner Nose Break Shuck

Flitch, a former tailor who, in the seventeenth century, had founded the Hobblers, a religious sect named for the peculiar shackled gait they adopted as they paced out their prayers. The Hobblers' beliefs seemed to be based largely on such novel ideas as that heaven was handily located six miles above the earth's surface, and that Nicodemus Flitch had been appointed personally by God as His mouthpiece and, as such, was licensed to curse souls to eternity, whenever he felt like it. By Alan Bradley Hobblers Flitch Century Prayers Tailor

You are the shuckiest shuck faced shuck in the world! By James Dashner World Shuck Shuckiest Faced

And I thought to myself, 'I haven't had a Schlitz since the third grade! By Robert Earl Keen Schlitz Grade Thought

Kim: "What, a coffee? Hollie, I have some bad news. I hate you, okay?"Hollie: "You hate everyone, Kim."Kim: "You're one of everyone. By Bryan Lee O'malley Kim Hollie Coffee Kim Hate

In my light-headedness and fatigue, which made me feel drastically cut off from myself and as if I were observing it all at a remove, I walked past candy shops and coffee shops and shops with antique toys and Delft tiles from the 1800s, old mirrors and silver glinting in the rich, cognac-colored light, inlaid French cabinets and tables in the French court style with garlanded carvings and veneerwork that would have made Hobie gasp with admiration - in fact the entire foggy, friendly, cultivated city with its florists and bakeries and antiekhandels reminded me of Hobie, not just for its antique-crowded richness but because there was a Hobie-like wholesomeness to the place, like a children's picture book where aproned tradespeople swept the floors and tabby cats napped in sunny windows. But there was much too much to see, and By Donna Tartt Shops French Hobie Made Delft

What ho!" I said."What ho!" said Motty."What ho! What ho!""What ho! What ho! What ho!"After that it seemed rather difficult to go on with the conversation. By P.g. Wodehouse Motty Said Conversation Difficult

The hobo fell to his knees, trying to stem the flow of blood from his wide-open palm. It was impossible, and the pain was like nothing he'd ever felt before, even though he'd once been an altar boy. By Adam Millard Knees Palm Hobo Fell Stem

A holocaust of an afternoon. By Carlton Palmer Afternoon Holocaust

Fluke me, Murdstone. By Mal Peet Murdstone Fluke

Martin Silenus made an expansive gesture. "I was baptized a Lutheran," he said. "A subset which no longer exists. I helped create Zen Gnosticism before any of your parents were born. I have been a Catholic, a revelationist, a neo-Marxist, an interface zealot, a Bound Shaker, a satanist, a bishop in the Church of Jake's Nada, and a dues-paying subscriber to the Assured Reincarnation Institute. Now, I am happy to say, I am a simple pagan." He smiled at everyone. "To a pagan," he concluded, "the Shrike is a most acceptable deity. By Dan Simmons Silenus Martin Gesture Made Expansive

Everyone must hoe his plot daily ... By Vladimir Putin Daily Hoe Plot

Tonight the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come marched in goose-step and raised a hand to salute "Heil Hitler!" Tonight the ghost wore a swastika on his armband instead of the simple red and white colors of Austria. And yet, on this silent night, the horrible specter seemed all but invisible in Vienna. Murphy could only wonder if he was the sole person at Sacher's who could hear the anthem of Hitler's hordes echoing distantly from beyond the mountains. By Bodie Thoene Heil Christmas Tonight Ghost Hitler

Half the hoes hate, half them love me. The ones that hate me only hate me cuz they ain't [expletive] me. By Ja Rule Half Hate Hoes Love Expletive

I was born in Berlin on March 15, 1830, the second son of the royal university professor K. W. L. Heyse and his wife Julie, nee Saaling, who came from a Jewish family. By Paul Heyse March Julie Saaling Berlin Heyse

Hammacher Schlemmer is selling a shelter,worthy of Kubla Khan's Xanadu dome;Plushy and swanky, with posh hanky pankythat affluent Yankees can really callhome.Hammacher Schlemmer is selling a shelter,a push-button palace, fluorescent repose;Electric devices for facing a crisiswith frozen fruit ices and cinema shows.Hammacher Schlemmer is selling a shelterall chromium kitchens and rubber-tiled dorms;With waterproof portals to echo the chortlesof weatherproof mortals in hydrogen storms.What a great come-to-glory emporium!To enjoy a deluxe moratorium,Where nuclear heat can beguile the elitein a creme-de-la-creme crematorium. By E.y. Harburg Schlemmer Selling Plushy Electric Kubla

You should name him Fezzik.""Inconceivable. By Ilona Andrews Inconceivable Fezzik

Wait! Did you sleep with any of my boyfriends?""No, I promise.""Okay, good," she said, relieved."I just made out with one.""You see?" Tabitha said. "She's a whore bag.""Cum bucket," Mayson nodded in agreement."You guys," Donya made a disgusted sound. "Can we save the name calling for later? I want to hear the hoe's story. By L.d. Davis Wait Good Relieved Made Cum

Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried. He leaned his head back, looking up. 'I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die. By John Green Hate Houten Peter Van Chance

Hey, Haymitch, if you're not too drunk, we could use a little something for our skin. It's By Suzanne Collins Haymitch Hey Drunk Skin

And right then, staring at Dusty Holliday, Clarisse Haines fell in love. By Kristen Ashley Holliday Clarisse Dusty Haines Staring

Hodor, said Hodor. Maester By George R R Martin Hodor Maester

Goose pimples rose all over me, my hair stood on end, my eyes filled with tears of love and gratitude for this greatest of all conquerors of human misery and shame, and my breath came in little gasps. If I had not known that the Leader would have scorned such adulation, I might have fallen to my knees in unashamed worship, but instead I drew myself to attention, raised my arm in the eternal salute of the ancient Roman Legions and repeated the holy words, "Heil Hitler!" By George Lincoln Rockwell Goose End Shame Gasps Pimples

The smylere with the knyf under the cloke. By Geoffrey Chaucer Cloke Smylere Knyf

Dear Habicht, / Such a solemn air of silence has descended between us that I almost feel as if I am committing a sacrilege when I break it now with some inconsequential babble ... / What are you up to, you frozen whale, you smoked, dried, canned piece of soul ... ? By Albert Einstein Habicht Dear Babble Solemn Air

Homburg Molly is my daughter, Homburg Molly is my daughter. By Frank Beddor Homburg Molly Daughter

The fuhrer of the Third Reich has freed the German man from his external humiliation and from the inner weakness caused by Marxism - and has returned him to the ancestral Germanic values of honor, loyalty and courage. By Conrad Grober Marxism Reich German Germanic Honor

You will not get the crowd to cry Hosanna until you ride into town on an ass. By Friedrich Nietzsche Hosanna Ass Crowd Cry Ride