Quotes About Fingers

twirling in his fingers the mummy of a cigar

She started to reach for the door and was shocked to feel his fingers clamp down around her wrist. Shocked, not because she found his touch offensive, but because of the jolt of heat—of pure, sensual awareness—that brief connection sent through her body.

Take hands. There is no love now. But there are hands. There is no joining now, But a joining has been Of the fastening of fingers And their opening. More than the clasp even, the kiss Speaks loneliness, How we dwell apart, And how love triumphs in this.

It was his favorite part of the afternoon, or should have been: the sun bright and hot in the sky, the plants twitching their green fingers.

There happened to be no customer in the shop but Jacques Three, of the restless fingers and the croaking voice. This man, whom he had seen upon the Jury, stood drinking at the little counter, in conversation with the Defarges, man and wife. The Vengeance assisted in the conversation, like a regular member of the establishment.

I was shaking with terror, my heart was pounding fit to burst and I knew that ghostly fingers had been poking round the crevices of my brain. They had left me a moment ago, but I could still feel the chill of their touch at the back of my head.

Very often conditions are recorded as observable under thy fingers [...] Among such observations it is important to notice that the pulsations of the human heart are observed.

Dust webbed the window and the showtrays. Dust darkened the toiling fingers with their vulture nails. Dust slept on dull coils of bronze and silver, lozenges of cinnabar, on rubies, leprous and winedark stones.

He remembered well, with the curious patient memory of the celibate, the first casual caresses her dress, her breath, her fingers had given him…He remembered well her eyes, the touch of her hand and his delirium...

the strands fell through his fingers. "I have to go," he said softly.

Do zombies eat doughnuts with their fingers?" you might ask. No. They usually eat their fingers separately.

women have their roots in the ground, and often those roots are starved and ravaged, yet there is not a human alive who cannot reach and touch, with... her fingers, the very top of God's rainbow.

The blind spot under his muzzle explains why a horse might accidentally eat your fingers instead of the treat that you are offering.

A teakettle screamed inside Azalea, burning her fingers, making her throat tight and her head dizzy.

Okay, okay,' I said to my husband as he picked up a food dehydrator off the table and shot me a look. 'Maybe I did get carried away. Maybe the world won't end in a year, maybe it won't end until 2028, when the Aztec calendar stops.' 'The Bugles will be very old by then,' my husband said. 'They will have lost their snappy crunch.' 'They weren't to eat,' I said. 'They were to put on our fingers and poke the eyes out of looters.

I was watching television and I saw how you stick your fingers in a person's eyes to slow them down. Grandma Mazur

He had bars on all the windows now. She stroked his new security door with the pads of her fingers like it was fur. "Taste his fear. It tastes just like champagne. Cold and crisp and absolutely without sweetness.

Death like a lover, caressing him, promising him peace, running its fingers through his hair, its tongue in his ear.

Music is for people. The word 'pop' is simply short for popular. It means that people like it. I'm just a normal jerk who happens to make music. As long as my brain and fingers work, I'm cool.

I have a sort of tactility about music. I go into record stores and just run my fingers over it, the spines.

He then led his party into the Dail and took the Oath. Asked once28 how he could square taking the Oath with his civil war position, he replied, 'I didn't really take an Oath. My fingers didn't touch the Bible'.

Tobacco put food on our tables, steeples on our churches, stains on our fingers, spots on our lungs, and contradictions in our hearts.

I wear like six rings at one time.

There was something in the shape of his fingers that I hated.