Quotes About Fingers

You can count in binary on your fingers up to 1023.

I am the soul stretching into the furthest reaches of my fingers and beyond from "Last Words," The New Yorker , Poems: December 13, 1982 Issue.

Shit," I said. I had been looking out the window, fingers slightly parting thin drapes. "One of those things is . . . ah shit. They're coming this way." "The zombies?" "No, Dave. The pizza guy. I placed an order when I knew we were going to be here for a while," I

Stars ink your fingers with a lexicon of flame blazing rare knowledge.

When I first started writing songs, I did play with my fingers, and I had these kind of weird strums. There's, like, three or four strumming patterns that seemed kind of unique to me.

Of course, I'm a guitar player, so I'm thinking as a guitarist. I have to work within my physical limitations as to what my hands will do, and also the patterns I'm familiar with, and the places that my fingers are used to going.

My mom said the two most important kitchen utensils are attached to your arms... you cannot mix up meatballs with a wooden spoon, get in there, get your fingers dirty!

It is one of those fables, which, out of an unknown antiquity, convey an unlooked-for wisdom, that the gods, in the beginning, divided Man into men, that he might be more helpful to himself; just as the hand was divided into fingers, the better to answer its end.

He balanced in space with the book in his sweating cold fingers.

I demand wisdom from my fingers: at least they must sound human, and not like spoons and forks! The piano, however, is not a human being. It lies halfway between a friend and a rock. More responsive than a rock. More predictable than a friend.

Nice to meet you," Brenda replied, I'm a Crank. I'm slowly getting crazy. I keep wanting to chew off my own fingers and randomly kill people. Thomas here promised to save me." Though she was obviously joking, she didn't even crack a smile. Thomas had to hide a wince. "Funny, Brenda." "Glad to see you still have a sense of humor about it," Teresa said. But her face could've turned water to ice.

I only have two fingers left. I wrote the lies of my farewell with two fingers. That is the truth. We are evil. They are kids. We are evil.

I'm a Crank. I'm slowly going crazy. I keep wanting to chew off my own fingers and randomly kill people.

such were the ways of government. rather than attacking the problem aggressively, everyone was still pointing fingers and running for cover.

The long white fingers tamped the tobacco firmly into the bowl and struck a match.

What was this passion that attacked women for knitting under the most unpropitious conditions? A woman did not look her best knitting; the absorption, the glassy eyes, the restless, busy fingers! One needed the agility of a wild cat, and the will-power of a Napoleon to manage to knit in a crowded tube, but women managed it! If they succeeded in obtaining a seat, out came a miserable little strip of shrimp pink and click, click went the pins!

We have a Boesendorfer piano that I play every day. It keeps my brain and my fingers active.

If you play the guitar, you've got to hold the chords down with one hand while you play with the other, so you're limited to one hand. But the piano is the king of instruments because you have your 10 fingers, which become the 10 members of the orchestra.

Music and musical instruments were proximal to my life from very early on - I took piano lessons for a brief time, but then my dad had a guitar and when he was not playing it, I would pick it up and mess with it. He jokes that I used to complain that it hurt my fingers.

The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers.

I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes Oh no no no no no . . . Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated

Overhead soft-bellied clouds panic toward the horizon like whales before the harpoon, and the wind runs addict's fingers through the trees that line the street.

Tell them there are no holes for your fingers in the masks of men. Tell them how could you ever even hope to love what you can't grab onto.

My mom said the two most important kitchen utensils are attached to your arms... you cannot mix up meatballs with a wooden spoon, get in there, get your fingers dirty!