Quotes About Gesture

JUST THINK OF THIS AS MY LITTLE GIFT TO YOU, says Owen Meany

Heather moved her fingers all the while they were walking, as if she were unconsciously playing a piano or an organ.

I always made an awkward bow.

Give us a kiss

Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.

I never understood why people take pictures of themselves giving the finger. Was the camera mean to you?

Every gesture, every touch, every breath you take. The way you smile, the way you talk, and the way you look at me. When I look into your eyes and lose myself in them. When I get close and feel your heart beating fast...that is life.

I saw the picture of it in his eyes: the great captain walking to him across the fields of asphodel. He would kneel on smoky knees, and Odysseus would gesture him up. They would dwell side by side in the house of the dead. Side by side, where I could never go.

Ele pegou minha mão. O gesto era como o de um bardo. Mas não estávamos em um tipo de canção? Esse era o refrão que tínhamos praticado com tanta frequência.

Without missing a beat, Brad pulled her close and Kate found herself at eye level with his shirt pocket.

10. The most I want to do is show you the end of my index finger. Its muteness.

At the simplicity of the gesture, he felt a pang: the raw nerve of his loneliness exposed.

Music is the social act of communication among people, a gesture of friendship, the strongest there is.

Je ne suis pas sûr que mon collègue ait eu raison de lui faire un bras d'honneur alors que le ferry s'éloignait du quai.

Han kysste henne, snabbt och diskret med tanke på alla studenter som strömmade.

Start with your hands held out in front of you like you're going to clap. Now spread your arms out a little wider as you point the tips of your fingers at each other.

For people to understand me when I travel, I speak with my hands.

What sculptors do is represent the essence of gesture. What is important in mime is attitude.

At that moment, noticing that his embroidered handkerchief was revealing part of its coloured edging, he thrust it back into his pocket with a startled glance, like a prudish but not innocent woman concealing bodily charms which in her excessive modesty she sees as wanton.

so beautiful that he could not refrain from moving his lips towards her...

And then, abruptly, the memory of his dead wife returned to him, and probably thinking it too complicated to inquire into how, at such a time, he could have allowed himself to be carried away by an impulse of happiness, he confined himself to a gesture which he habitually employed whenever any perplexing question came into his mind: that is, he passed his hand across his forehead, dried his eyes, and wiped his glasses. And he

Her heavenly form Angelick, but more soft and feminine, Her graceful innocence, her every air Of gesture, or least action overawed His malice

Thus saying, from her husband's hand her hand Soft she withdrew

The nun said, "I can forgive the language. I'm not sure I can forgive your making an obscene gesture at your mother." "Ya gotta know her," Holland said. "If you knew her, you'd give her the finger, too.