Quotes About Thumbs

Steele: Yeah. And not knowing the future. If I could change one thing-this is going to sound stupid-but if I could go back in time and change one thing, I might try to interest some early preliterate people in not using their thumbs when they count. It could have been the standard, and it would have made a whole lot of things easier in the modern era. On the other hand, we have learned a lot from the struggle with the incompatibility of base-ten with powers of two.

I get some of the nicest fan mail you could imagine. Also when I'm up for an award, my fans all vote online and then they'll boast to each other about how many thousands of times they've clicked my name. Their thumbs must be bleeding!

Well, I've found the answer. Forgive me if you knew this already, perhaps I'm the last person in the world to find this out. Anyway, the answer is this: you grip the palmtop between both hands and you type with your thumbs. Seriously. It works.

Our ability to create models—virtual realities—in our brains, combined with our modest-looking thumbs, has been sufficient to usher in another form of evolution: technology. That development enabled the persistence of the accelerating pace that started with biological evolution. It will continue until the entire universe is at our fingertips.

When it comes to texting the power of you thumbs compel you

Nothing," she said. "But I've seen better handwriting from animals without opposable thumbs.

Whatever damage Mark Schluter suffered, his thumbs and their wiring were still intact. Recent studies by a colleague of Weber's suggested that enormous areas of the motor cortex of game-cartridge children were devoted to thumbs, and that many in the emerging species Homo ludens now favored their thumbs over their index fingers. The game controller had at last consummated one of the three great leaps of primate evolution.

Sitting in a van twiddling my thumbs while you bone up is one thing, but attacking her? No way. Bone up? Cale asked uncertainly. Get a boner, the man explained, and then added, Or an erection to those of us too damned old to know modern lingo... not to mention be able to judge character anymore.

Counting in octal is just likst counting in decimal--if you don't use your thumbs.

And if God hadn't wanted us to masturbate, then God wouldn't have given us thumbs. So I thank God for my thumbs.

Can you take human form in daylight? (Talon) Obviously so. Ever tried to answer a phone without opposable thumbs? (Vane)

Counting in octal is just like counting in decimal, if you don't use your thumbs.

I always rate a convention by the lack of blisters from twiddling my thumbs.

God stands out in the universe as the most glaring of all superfluous sore thumbs.

'Cooking Lucky' is a show for guys - or girls - or really for anyone who is all thumbs in the kitchen and needs some help cooking meals that are so incredibly impressive they make it look like you've been slaving in the kitchen all day when in reality, they are so effortless to put together that even a moron can do it.

I have really bad luck with my thumbs. It plagues me, actually. It drives me crazy! Both of them are very oddly shaped.

Almost no one ever notices it, but our thumbs are on sideways. The thumbnail faces away from the rest of the fingers.

Eccentricities, the perils of being too special, were reasoned and cooed from us like sucked thumbs.

Those monkey-thumbs were meant for dogs. Give me my thumbs, you fu**ing monkeys!

We were both satellites orbiting Denny's sun, struggling for gravitational supremacy. Of course, she had the advantage of her tongue and her thumbs, and when I watched her kiss and fondle him sometimes she would glance at me and wink as if to gloat: Look at my thumbs! See what they can do!

Basically it's a velociraptor with a fur coat and an outsize sense of entitlement. Right now it has convinced Pete that it is harmless, but I know better: just give them thumbs and in no time at all they'll have us working in the tuna mines, delivering cans from now until eternity. (Hey, wait a minute, doesn't this one have thumbs?)

Whether you need the solace of normality more than you need your unique power is a personal matter, which only you may decide. But Sissy, don't let people such as Julian Gitche influence your decision. Julian needs your thumbs, huge and murmuring like the mouths of unexplored rivers – just the way nature made them – even if he isn't wise enough to understand that he needs them.

Sissy dear. Your thumbs. HOLLYWOOD SPECTACULAR. LAS VEGAS. THE ROSE BOWL. Larger than any one man's desire.

You're not really mean. Eve hooked her thumbs in her front pockets. Am, too. Mean as spit, and don't you forget it.