Fingers Quotes

In my thought there is only one universal religion, whose varied paths are but the fingers of the loving hand of the Supreme Being.

Evie? Evie! Ouch!" Jack yanked his hand out of mine,shaking it and glaring at me. "I need these fingers later.

If he betrays you, I will finish what I started with his fingers," he said, and I shivered. "Tell him that.

I grew up with siblings, so if I could just snap my fingers and have four [children], I would have four

Snap your fingers and somebody runs / You don't care how they feel just as long as they come / Got your head in the stars now you've come this far / Just who do you think you are?

Is our time up and on to the next fire / Got my fingers burnt and cut into the wire.

The number one goal in resolving a conflict is to make sure both sides maintain their self-esteem. You don't hit a man on the head when you've got your fingers between his teeth.

You're up to something," I said. He turned, eyes wide, long fingers pressed to his heart. "Moi?" "Yeah, you.

I liked just being with you. I liked the way you breathed when you were asleep. I liked when you took the champagne glass from my hand. I liked how your fingers were always too long for your gloves.

Everytime he brushes me with his fingers, time seems to tether for a second, like it is in danger of dissolving. The whole world is dissolving, I decide, except for us. Us.

Time jumps. It leaps. It pours away like water through fingers.

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded, Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed, Everybody knows that the war is over, Everybody knows the good guys lost.

Bird's mind and fingers work with incredible speed. He can imply four chord changes in a melodic pattern where another musician would have trouble inserting two.

There were worse things to be than sexist. For example, you could be the sort of person who pinched your fingers together while using the words “teeny weeny.

She holds up a finger. "I'm getting to it. Don't rush a girl in the middle of her exposition.

A gentle breeze catches in the branches then and I hear it, soft and low, a murmured prayer--Gem-ma, Gem-ma--and then the leaves bend down and trail delicate fingers across my cold cheeks.

You're surrounded by it wherever you go, you walk through it, breathe it...it's in your lungs and under your tongue and between your fingers and toes.

All the technique you can learn - and you should learn everything you can - you should have it here in the fingers not here in the head - and then you forget about it.

I remember that feeling of skin. It's strange to remember touch more than thought. But my fingers still tingle with it.

Oh! Your hand is cold." Ashley cupped her fingers against her shirt to warm them. "I've been dead for seven years," Noah said. "That's as warm as they get.

Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his.

I'd found heaven and grabbed it as tightly as I could, but it was unraveling, an insubstantial thread sliding between my fingers, too fine to hold.

The ring always believes that the finger lives for it.

A man who means to think and write a great deal must, after six and twenty, learn to read with his fingers.

The moral is to make all one can out of life and live up to one's fingers' ends.

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

Five hundred souls. I carried them in my fingers, like suitcases. Or I'd throw them over my shoulder. It was only the the children I carried in my arms.

I don't really sit at the computer from scratch. I prefer to get my ideas in my fingers and I write longhand first.

I hope you die.... P.S. If you do die, I'm going to go to the funeral and finger your corpse.

Kirpal's left hand swoops down and catches the dropped fork an inch from the floor and gently passes it into the fingers of his daughter, a wrinkle at the edge of his eyes behind his spectacles.

I went to court-reporting school to study stenotyping. After awhile, whenever anybody spoke, in my mind my fingers would be punching it out. Even two years after I quit, my mind still did that.

It's sometimes too easy to point fingers when circumstances dramatically go awry, but as an addict, I'm ultimately responsible for my own decisions, no matter how benign or tragic the consequences.

If I were to splay you out on my desk and thrust my fingers into you right now, I think I’d find different.

Mine! There isn't any such thing as mine. The world slips slithering through my fingers.

All men are forced into one of two categories: those with eleven fingers and those without.

It sounded like a piece of blackboard being dragged over the nails of a wall of severed fingers.

Flow into your dancing, circulate the steps into your body, as you would run your fingers through the hair of the one you Love.

Their fingers seemed to fit together in just the right way- effortlessly clasped,like perfect complements.

I think that the days when newspaper barons could basically click their fingers and governments would snap to attention have gone.

Don't lay a finger on me eyebrows or I'll sue you f...

I cannot outline. I do not know what the next thing is going to happen in the book until it comes out of my fingers.

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.

This, my children," Alistair said proudly, "was barbecue pork." Dan rapped his fingers against the latch. "Been out in the sun for a long time.

He has so many muscles he has to make an appointment to move his fingers.

... 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.

God can never make us wine if we object to the fingers He uses to crush us with.

When he laces his fingers through mine, my heart does its now familiar panicked flight, bumping painfully against my ribs. My shoulder twitches as if to pull my hand back, but my heart overrules it.

Pain is what I feed from when nothing else will nourish the noxious fury in my heart. It’s what I cling to when everything else—everyone else—slips right between my grasping fingers.

I take this evanescence and lubricity of all objects, which lets them slip through our fingers then when we clutch hardest, to be the most unhandsome part of our condition.

There's absolutely no reason for NATO to be sticking its fingers up the nostrils of Russia at every orifice. I mean, it's absurd. It's absolutely absurd.