Quotes About Fingers

Out of air so blue you can take it between your fingers, rug, and bring them back blue, they watch the dot slowly grow into a rusty old reconnaissance plane.

If I thought he had magic fingers, his lips were candidates for the Houdini Hall of Fame.

We all knew no respectable physician would remove my fingers just for the asking, and we had no time anyway.

Do not talk any more. Do not speak. Do not break silence until We are weary of each other. Let our fingers run like steel Carving the contours of our bodies' gold. Do not speak. My face sinks In the clotted summer of your hair. The sound of the bees stops. Stillness falls like a cloud. Be still. Let your body fall away Into the awe filled silence Of the fulfilled summer — Back, back, infinitely away — Our lips weak, faint with stillness. from "When We with Sappho

between us, she reclined with hers between her fingers. "I do love a cigarette with tea. It's the style in Paris and Berlin. All the princesses smoke these days.

Play not with paradoxes. That caustic which you handle in order to scorch others may happen to sear your own fingers and make them dead to the quality of things.

Yes, I'm sure, Augustine," Mad Rogan said into the phone. "He didn't caress my cheek softly with his calloused fingers, but I saw a male hand.

Be careful," said Mark as Max picked up the potatoes Brandon T. unearthed with his hoe. "We don't want any fingers mixed in with our spuds.

Outside, the coo shadows that lurk under rocks and beneath houses during the day have crept out for their night-time prowl. Fingers of them climb up my legs beneath mu nightie, chasing out the warmth of my bed. Cold beats hot, like stone beats scissors and paper beats stone.

The broken spine of the book shows the webbing of binder's string, and my fingers have worn white spots in the cover.

I really love to play 'Moonlight Sonata' by Beethoven. I can still read music, but I need to practise more. The way your fingers move - it's something that comes from memory. I love music.

Take with water and within seconds your fingers will secrete a transdermal poison. Anyone you touch for the next hour will be instantly and painlessly gleaned." The Weaponsmaster was so impressed, he came up to the stage to take a dose, then, in the ultimate demonstration, proceeded to glean the saleswoman. She sold fifty vials of the stuff to the Scythedom posthumously.

The boat bounced hard on the waves. Reflexively, Tally shot out a hand to brace herself on the closest stable object. She stared in horror at her own pale fingers gripping the front waistband of the pirate's shorts. His purple Hawaiian shorts were now riding low, very low, on his hips, as the weight of her hand dragged the fabric down. And down...

Perhaps that was the worst kind of monster: the kind who had blue eyes and small constellations of freckles, and yet was humanized by fingers made knobby by injury or illness. The fact was, Hollywood was awash with exactly

But hands are sacred things. Touch is personal, fingers of love, feelers of blind eyes, tongues of those who cannot talk…

Buster was not used to this experience, physical desire that was actually fulfilled. In his entire life, he had kissed five women. One of them had been his sister. This was, Buster understood, a terrible percentage. He could count on one hand the number of times he'd had sex and still have enough fingers left over to make complicated shadow puppets.

yellow fingers because he smoked a lot. And he danced

You'll be sewing all through winter. When the spring thaw comes, they will find your body with a needle still locked tight between your frozen fingers.

An admiral without ships, a hand without fingers, in service of a king without a throne. Is this a knight who comes before us, or the answer to a child's riddle?

Arya lifted her gaze from the dead man and his dead dog. Jaqen H'ghar was leaning up against the side of the Wailing Tower. When he saw her looking, he lifted a hand to his face and laid two fingers casually against his cheek.

He linked his fingers with hers. And because he had used it when he'd hurt her, he balanced that out by using it now. A ghra. Huh? A line appeared between her brows. Is that Gaelic again? Yes. He brought their joined fingers to his lips. Love. My love.

examined her nails, picked idly at

There is a greater strength than wealth, and it is greater because it cannot be taken away. Our strength, the strength of the proletariat, is in our muscles, in our hands to cast ballots, in our fingers to pull triggers.

I have seen cabinet secretaries who type with two fingers.