Quotes About Finger

All through the fall we were greatly worried about Eleanor. An overlooked 'sticker' in a finger, though poulticed and removed as soon as noticed, led to a case of blood poisoning in a sort of local form. It affected the glands of the lymphatic system of her whole arm and for a time looked very bad. We are so far from any reliable help that I felt exceedingly anxious.

See my finger wet, see my finger dry, see my finger cut my throat if I tell a lie," said the girl, in a singsong tone, and with accompanying dramatic gestures of fearful histrionic fervour.

She set the tray down on the table in the sitting area -- which instantly perked up Galahad's ears. Roarke simply pointed a warning finger that had the cat shooting up a leg to wash as if a morning ablution had been his only intention.

Roarke pointed a finger at Galahad who'd begun his crouch toward the berries. The cat turned his head toward the screen as if suddenly enraptured by the financial new.

An instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches with spire steeples which point as with a silent finger to the sky and stars.

If you had a super-duper, jumbo-gigantic finger, and you dragged it across Earth's surface (oceans and all), Earth would feel as smooth as a cue ball.

Fate, or some mysterious force, can put the finger on you or me, for no good reason at all.

A solitary finger of light fell upon it, illuminating motes of golden dust floating in the air.

Oh, leave it," said Jem, kicking Will, not without affection, lightly on the ankle. "She's annexed my plan!" "Will," Tessa said firmly. "Do you care more about the plan being enacted or about getting credit for it?" Will pointed a finger at her. "That," he said. "The second one.

As the beast I took your finger. As the Dragon I give you my hand. Now you have crawled and clambered into my heart I can't see you anymore. Are you still there?

of hair around a slender finger.

Yeah," Jade said slowly, his finger tracing down a page. He walked up the long corridor mumbling something to himself. "Uum. Sir. Sir. SIR!" Jade snapped his head around, visible annoyed. "What?!" The woman's forehead wrinkled as she frowned. "The door's that way," she said, pointing to the other end of the hallway.

To learn by heart is to learn By hurt—grief inscribing Its wisdom in the soft tissue. Song you sing, poem you are— Finger moving, precise As a phonograph needle, Along the groove of scar.

own. I am sure that is what the family remembered best about me because of the way the mother's letter began. "Dear Vet with the bandaged finger …

[On Lou Tellegen's Women Have Been Kind:] The book ... has all the elegance of a quirked little finger and all the glitter of a pair of new rubbers.

And the sculptor woman was so clever in the way she did it. She had the beret just about to leave my hand. So it's attached to this finger and that's what will keep it there. And I'm looking up at it, so there's no question but that that beret is going to fly.

Then the raft rocked, and she turned to see Ender calmly crushing the life out of the wasp with one finger. These are a nasty breed, Ender said. They sting you without waiting to be insulted first.

She liked his tears so much that she put out her beautiful finger and let them run over it. Her voice was so low that at first he could not make out what she said. Then he made it out. She was saying that she thought she could get well again if children believed in fairies. J. M. Barrie, Peter Pan

Mystery to Leonardo was a shadow, a smile and a finger pointing into darkness.

I thought no one complained unless to get a thing remedied.' 'Exactly so. That is man! And experience never shows man that woman's growls relieve her soul, and that she dreads nothing more than their being acted on! All I wish is, that this scheme may die a natural death; but I should be miserable, and deserved to be so, if I raised a finger to hinder it. What, must you go? Rule Daisy's lines if she writes to Meta, please.

I test my bath before I sit, And I'm always moved to wonderment That what chills the finger not a bit Is so frigid upon the fundament.

I have been followed by enough police robots to know by now how indestructible they are. You can blow them up or knock them down and they keep coming after you; dragging themselves by one good finger and spouting saccharine morality all the while.

Before the sun sets on her sixteenth birthday, she will prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel, and fall into a sleep like death! —Maleficent

Dicky Cruyer ran a finger along the waist of his white denim jeans until he felt the designer's leather label on his back pocket.