Quotes About Fingers

I watch movies and sports. I can count on the fingers of my hand the number of times I have watched an hour show. I never watch a half-hour show, and I never watch myself.

The peace sign is with two fingers not one.

I was so used to doing art that my fingers were like albino spiders. So it was just natural for me to go to a typewriter and write poetry.

The NRA, with the fingers on the triggers when they kneel and pray.

Forgot to live-tweet the election last night, so I'm post-tweeting today. I'll start as soon as my fingers unclench from their rage fists.

The expression "to write something down" suggests a descent of thought to the fingers whose movements immediately falsify it.

Her left hand dangled from the armrest, her long fingers and beautiful clear nails. She always had lovely, elegant hands; my own mother's fat-fingered scrubwoman hands looked like dog's paws beside Laurie's. I reached across to take her hand, lacing my fingers in hers so that our two hands made one fist. The sight of her hand in mine made me briefly sentimental. I gave her an encouraging look and jostled our knotted hands.

For me reading was always the great escape without getting your fingers burnt.

Smile with instinct, then lick your wounds in the darkest of dark corners. Trace the scars back to your own fingers and remember them.

I went to the store and bought lady fingers, when I got home I noticed one of the fingers was missing so I went back to the store and the manager was nice enough to give me the finger.

We are bodies which think, and we're at home with steampunk because it is an ethos of design and creativity which acknowledges the humanly physical: that which we can understand with our fingers.

It's weird the way "finger puppet" sounds okay as a noun... ladies.

Toys have taken over my family room. I watch Mary Poppins, and no matter how many spoonfuls of sugar I eat, action figures won't march into a bin with the snap of my fingers.

If the blue morning held in the glass of the window, if my fingers, my palms. If my thighs. If your hands, if my thighs. If the seeds, among all the lost gold oft the grass. If your hands on my thighs, if your tongue. If the leaves. If the singing fell upward. If grief. For a moment if singing and grief. If the blue of the body fell upward, out of our hands. If the morning held it like leaves.

One was an ancient tortoiseshell cat with arthritis, who creaked around the house--but when Aunt Sibby flickered her fingers and crooned, Miminy, miminy, tall-as-a-chi-mi-ny, danced on his hind legs like a kitten.

Make about 3-4 loops and then snip off the unwanted wire using a pair of wire cutters. You can snip with the cut on top of the ring to prevent the end from going underneath the ring. This can easily poke fingers during wearing.

Parents really just need support and not to be blamed and not to have fingers pointed at them.

Little fingers, little Moon (think of that tiny "fingernail clipping" shape). • Thumb joints, Full Moon—either almost, exactly, or just past. • Widdershins means right to left, moon-wise, opposite the Sun's motion, so: • Right-hand backward-C-shape, the Moon is waxing, growing larger. • Left-hand C-shape, the Moon is waning, shrinking in size.

He pinched the name tag and ran his fingers under the letters. Can you read this, mate? It says C-H-A-R-O-N. Say it with me: CARE-ON. Charon. Amazing! Now: Mr. Charon. Mr. Charon. Well done.

I helped Master Crawford, the watchmaker, now that his sight had gone and faded to a thin pinpoint of light. That were my favorite time. I loved the beauty of all them parts working perfectly together, a little world that could be put to rights with the click of gears, like time itself answered to your fingers. "There is a beauty to the way things work. Remove one part, add another, you've changed the mechanism

I ran my fingers over the lines of the formula, a long chain of numbers and symbols that flowed from one page to the next. As I followed the chain, link by link, the room faded and I found myself in a dark, silent place of numbers. But I felt no fear, certain in the knowledge that the Professor would guide me toward eternal, unchangeable truths.

Su nombre es Harry Powell. Pero los nombres de sus dedos son R, O, M y A, y O, I, D y O y la historia que cuenta sobre que una mano es Odio y la otra Amor es una mentira, porque las dos son Odio, y verlas moverse me asusta todavía más que las sombras o que el viento.

I went to the store and bought lady fingers, when I got home I noticed one of the fingers was missing so I went back to the store and the manager was nice enough to give me the finger.