Top 100 Fingers No Quotes
#1. Children are like fingers. No matter which finger you bite, it hurts.
Choi Woo-shik
#2. The sun weeps because it can no longer caress your skin or warm your lips." He sifted his fingers through my hair. "I do not envy the sun, Eva. But I truly hate the moon, because its light touches you in all the ways I cannot.
Michele Bardsley
#3. Her fingers gripped my back. I knew that there would be marks, but I didn't care. She could leave her mark. I wanted her to. No one else would ever touch me again. No one else would ever touch her. I wanted to mark her for myself.
Jenni Moen
#4. I don't want to have that one year too much, where people actually, behind my back, start smiling at me and pointing fingers at me and go, 'Ah, look, that's Jensie. No, he's not good anymore.'
Jens Voigt
#5. If you mean do I use the guitar when I'm sitting at home writing stuff, then basically no, never. All I would ever write would be stuff that my fingers easily fall into.
Fred Frith
#6. Sam's eyes wandered up to the camera again. "Are we being recorded?" "Yes." "Who's watching us right now?" The detective sighed. "A couple of really experienced police officers. Actually, I have no idea. Wave if you want to." Sam lifted a hand and wiggled a few fingers.
Jennifer Hillier
#7. Syren used the belt to yank him closer. "Give me."
"No." Tender fingers grazed his cheeks then settled in Syren's hair, tugging gently until he looked up. "Take.
Avril Ashton
#8. We thrust our fingers into our ears to stop its moan; but it was no good; the cry cut like a drill into our heads, dragging minutes into hours, hours into years. We withered and grew old between those cries.
Ernst Toller
#9. Beauty hath no lustre save when it gleameth through the crystal web that purity's fine fingers weave for it.
Charles Robert Maturin
#10. He is also a keen cook, gardener and birder. He has no middle fingers on one hand, so he can't swear but is permanently doing the heavy metal sign.
Alan Partridge
#11. That's the gap," I said . Then I held out my hand and reached across.
Ellie reached back, wrapping her slender fingers around mine. "So are you disappointed that I'm not the perfect girl you thought I was?"
"No. I like you much better now - bed-head and all.
Todd Mitchell
#12. She reached down, found his hand with hers.
Their fingers tangled, wrists pressed together.
No pulse between them.
Emily Lloyd-Jones
#13. Tira begins to sing "I'm No Angel" to him as the screen fades: Baby, I can warm you with this love of mine. I'm No Angel. Aw, let me feel my fingers running through your hair, I can give you kisses ...
Mae West
#14. What have I left,from loving you?
Just my voice,with no sudden echo
Just my fingers,which grasp nothing
Just my skin,which seeks your hands
And above all fear,of loving you still
Tomorrow,almost dead.
Charles Aznavour
Guillaume Musso
#15. I dropped my eyes, kneading the dying flesh of his feet between my fingers. For a moment, I felt afraid, as if accepting his words would somehow betray my own father. But when I looked up, I saw Morrie smiling through tears and I knew there was no betrayal in a moment like this. All
Mitch Albom
#16. I hesitate a moment. Wearing his dressing gown seems a bit cutesy. A bit Let me put on your great big manly shirt and allow the sleeves to flap endearingly around my fingers. But I have no choice.
Sophie Kinsella
#17. Why do I have an issue with banks? They have their greedy fingers in everyone's money. No other industry has the power to deduct a bill or fees directly from your own bank account without so much as a notice.
Jonathan Raymond
#18. Ramil met Tashi's eyes with a mischievous look. "Now Wife we have a long voyage ahead of us with no interruptions, no affairs of state to sidetrack us." He brushed his fingers againist the lacings of her neck. "Isn't it time you returned that shirt to its owner?
Julia Golding
#19. There's no way around grief. You have to go through it. You have to cry it out of your body, then wade through your own tears to the other side. Where there is cake. Moist cake. Have a piece. It will make you feel better. Have a second piece. Lick your fingers. You will feel better. I promise.
Nia Vardalos
#20. I like your hair down." He twisted his fingers through the curls.
My eyes drifted shut as I relaxed next to him. "It's a mess. I need to get a haircut."
Hayden's fingers stilled. "No. You shouldn't cut your hair. It's beautiful."
I would never cut my hair. Ever.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#21. ... untill he felt Ingeborg slip two fingers into her vagina and then moisten the entrance to her ass with the same fingers and ask him, no, order, him to penetrate her, sodomize her, right now, immediately, before another moment passed, which Reiter did without thinking twice ...
Roberto Bolano
#22. To be sure an European woman would blush to her fingers' ends at the very idea of appearing publicly stark naked; but education and prejudice are everything, since it is an axiom, that where there is no feeling of self-reproach, there can assuredly be no shame.
John Gabriel Stedman
#23. Susan's fingers wandered, and her eyes sparkled. "Your mouth says no," she purred, "but this says yes."
I went up on my toes, and swallowed, trying to keep my balance and get her hand off me at the same time. "That thing is always saying something stupid," I told her.
Jim Butcher
#24. I took out my grenade and put my fingers inside the pin. 'Do you boys want this to be your last meal, or do you want to answer his question?
Ishmael Beah
#25. Has any woman ever touched you?" she asked as she splayed her fingers over his thigh.
"No."
"Do you want a woman to touch you?"
"No."
She stilled, and Clay pushed himself up. He cradled her check in his palm. "I want you to touch me.
Lorraine Heath
#26. My thought for today: Writing a letter to a friend today has helped clear a lot in my mind. It has taught me not to go on the defensive, instead to poke two fingers up to my critics who have no idea what restrictions there are when it comes to writing about a cold case".
Monica Weller
#27. You took thoughts, choosing them out of your store, and then, not dwelling on them, you let them slip through the fingers of your mind, never clutching at them, never dwelling on them, no concentration ... just letting them drift gently past.
Agatha Christie
#28. But I've got a gun," she said, twirling it on two fingers.
"A gun with bullets is worse than no gun at all.
Lissa Price
#29. In mathematics, by placing our fingers on a given problem, no matter how trite or pedestrian it apparently seems, we may end up measuring the pulse of the universe. p. 119
G. Arnell Williams
#30. I have assigned many of my father's basses to students, without endangering their lives. Also, they do no harm to the fingers.
Carl Philipp Emanuel Bach
#31. No man would ever use both hands to hold a cup of tea, unless he was one day's march from the South Pole, with one chum dead in the snow, dogs all eaten and six fingers about to drop off. And even then he would look around the empty tent to check, in case anybody thought it was girly.
Allison Pearson
#32. You just keep kissing me like that, and let me decide how much is too much." Her fingers were against my mouth, tracing my lips. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to kiss these.
Lacey Weatherford
#33. If you EVER touch her again, you're a dead man! You got that? There'll be no lawsuit filed against you man, I'll just settle this old school. I don't know how you feel about having your fingers ripped off and shoved up your own arse, but let me tell you, I won't be gentle.
Shelly Pratt
#34. I'm going to enjoy making you come on my cock, my fingers, and in my mouth. My sex is going to set a standard that no man has ever reached, and nor will another man get a fucking chance to.
Courtney Lane
#35. I love rings, but I can't wear them. I mean, look at my knuckles. My fingers and joints are so swollen from years of playing. That means no wedding band, either. Luckily, I have a very understanding wife.
Justin Tuck
#36. Lo," I whisper, my fingers making circles on his black shirt. "I just want you to know that if you leave this world, I won't be in it for much longer." He's a piece of me. You cut it off, and it's like going through life with no lungs.
Krista Ritchie
#37. He felt the pressure of her love as she squeezed his fingers, and then there was nothing. Except the pain. But nothing else, no Heather, no hospital, no staff men, no light. And no sound. It was an eternal moment and it absorbed him completely.
Philip K. Dick
#38. Sending them was like sending a probe to Mars - he thought of its insect legs folding up into a squat, its motorized head casting this way and that. You could program it to do what you wanted, but it was no replacement for going there yourself and flinging your fingers into the red sand.
Jennifer DuBois
#39. Tell them there are no holes for your fingers in the masks of men. Tell them how could you ever even hope to love what you can't grab onto.
David Foster Wallace
#40. You want to know about the place called Hell?" he asked the curious animal. "There is no Hell," he said. "Hell is in here." He touched the raw, pink skin of his chest with the tips of his fingers. "And it will forever brun inside me for what I have done.
Thomas E. Sniegoski
#41. And what? Accidentally cuts off three fingers postmortem? 'Oops, oh, no, my girlfriend just died! Clumsy me, in trying to perform CPR, I chopped off some fingers! Guess I'll just take them with me ... Oh, darn, where did that middle finger go?
Barry Lyga
#42. I am a cold hearted, ruthless bastard who sees what he wants and takes it. Is that not so?" He stepped closer to her, too close. His voice, no longer tender, was like the growl of a hungry wolf. "You think I don't want you." He ran his fingers over the pulse beat of her throat..."But I do.
Paula Quinn
#43. No touching ... Cashmere is highly sensitive to the oil in poor people's fingers.
Daniel Tosh
#44. This was why she enjoyed baking. A good dessert could make her feel like she'd created joy at the tips of her fingers. Suddenly, the people around the table were no longer strangers. They were friends and confidantes, and she was sharing with them her magic.
Marissa Meyer
#45. Um, sorry we touched your precious," I say, pointing to his guitar. He chuckles. "Normally I'd want to break your fingers but since you knew what you were doing and used her for good instead of evil, I'll say it's no problem." "What constitutes evil?" "Taylor Swift.
Anne Mercier
#46. Just cuz yer going there and I'm staying here," I say. "It don't mean we're parting."
"No," she says and I know she understands. "No, it certainly doesn't."
"I ain't parting from you again," I say, still looking at our fingers. "Not even in my head.
Patrick Ness
#47. Maybe one day you'll come to love me as much as I do you." She frowned and pushed up on his shoulders so they were facing each other. "I happen to adore you, vampire." Her hands laced around his neck, and she twined her fingers in his hair. "No, I'm absolutely certain I love you more.
Kresley Cole
#48. You have no idea of the things you do to me. That night, after Fez, I would have happily given you every bit of myself."
I link my fingers between the buttons on his shirt.
He leans back in. "Then why didn't you?"
"Because I don't want you to be the other guy.
Anna Bloom
#49. No one could say the stories were useless
for as the tongue clacked
five or forty fingers stitched
corn was grated from the husk
pathwork was pieced
or the darning was done ...
(from 'The Storyteller Poems')
Liz Lochhead
#50. I seem to hear thousands of voices
the voices of the common folk in the marketplace
urging me to go forward and do what must be done. More is at stake now than my life. On me turns the future of the warriors. Let's not quibble longer, lest this rare opportunity slip through my fingers.
Eiji Yoshikawa
#51. Don't be polite.
Bite in.
Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice that may run down your chin.
It is ready and ripe now, whenever you are.
You do not need a knife or fork or spoon.
For there is no core
or stem
or rind
or pit
or seed
or skin
to throw away.
Eve Merriam
#52. I don't type fast. I type with three fingers - two on one hand, and I only get one going on the other. I think my thumb's in there, but I'm not sure. I may be no better than an orangutan when it comes to that.
Steve Earle
#53. It is unnecessary to understand electromagnetic theory before wiring a lamp or to study physics in order to repair a pump. We count on our fingers and give no heed to the proliferating implications of the act.
James R Newman
#54. A trigger point for a curse may be hard to find, but if it's there, then there's a chance to break it. There is no stopping sadness. Sadness slips through the fingers. Frank
Erika Swyler
#55. And I sort of felt her...you know."
Alan made an exaggerated shape of a heart.
"You touched her heart?" Mike queried.
"No! Her bum. It's sort of, you know, heart shaped. Big heart."
He flexed his fingers, remembering the feel of it. "Soft.
Angela Verdenius
#56. This is the truth about things: If you take something that isn't yours, it will never belong to you. You can try to hold on to it, but somehow, it will slip through your fingers. If something wasn't meant to be yours, it won't be. No matter what you do to keep it, you will lose it.
Aryn Kyle
#57. How I'd managed to sit still for the majority of the conversation and be controlled, without ripping my knickers off, throwing them over my head and swinging my bra around my fingers in a come and get me gesture, I had no idea.
Kristy Berridge
#58. 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.
Moby
#59. There"s nothing left between us at all, is there?" she asked.
For a long moment he said nothing, and the pebbles made a clicking noise in his fingers.
Then, as if it gave him no pleasure at all, he replied.
"Whose fault is that?
Caragh M. O'Brien
#60. We were broke in a way that only kids can be broke. Our toes were black with dye from wearing boots that weren't waterproof. We had infected ear lobes and green rings around our fingers from cheap jewelry. No one ever even had a chocolate bar.
Heather O'Neill
#62. I'm so thrilled to have been asked to guest in the Doctor Who Christmas Special, I'm such a fan of the show. The read-through was very difficult for me; I wanted to keep stuffing my fingers into my ears and scream 'No spoilers!' Every day on set I've had to silence my internal fan-boy squeals!
Nick Frost
#63. No," he said, and he snapped his fingers. "You'll come work for me at K
. And be a real associate editor."
I said, "I could bring you up on charges for that."
"What?"
"Work harassment in the sexual place.
Melissa Bank
#64. Cheshire's fingers, cold and slightly damp, stroked down the scar on her cheek. She swallowed the shudder of revulsion at his touch.
"Yes," Cheshire said. "He marked you so that he would know you again, and know that you belong to him."
"I belong to no one," Alice said.
Christina Henry
#65. We all knew no respectable physician would remove my fingers just for the asking, and we had no time anyway.
Kenneth Oppel
#66. Rogue turned to her, his face no longer quite so hard. A curl of smoke rose from the pistol in his hand. Rotten apples fell from the tree, splatting at her feet. "Poor little girlie," he said, and there did seem to be potty in his voice. "I told you you'd get your fingers bit.
Lena Coakley
#67. Abby stared at me, her fingers going all grabby like she wanted to snatch the phone and save me. No girl had ever wanted to save me before. I glanced away, because her worried expression made me want to laugh, but when I wasn't looking at her, the thought of it made me want to kiss her.
Ophelia London
#68. Do zombies eat doughnuts with their fingers? you might ask. No. They usually eat their fingers separately.
James Patterson
#69. What is a Lamb of God? People use this phrase.
I don't know.
I watch my sister, fingers straying absently about her mustache,
no help there.
Anne Carson
#70. There was a click and then nothing CALL DISCONECTED flashed on the digital display. "NO! NO!" Clary hit the redial button, her fingers trembling. Simon picked up immediatly.
"Sorry. Yossarian scratched me and I dropped the phone.
Cassandra Clare
#71. There's no question how strong you are." Gabe rested his fingers on her shoulders and pressed into the tight muscles. She didn't push him away. "But being strong doesn't mean you have to be alone.
Kishan Paul
#72. I had no idea i'd traveled into my own universe until Echo's cold fingers squeezed mine. "Want to do normal?"
And my heart clenched in pain and joy at the same time. I missed my parents beyond words and this beautiful nymph understood.
Katie McGarry
#73. Don't you dare. Don't you run away from me." He holds me tight, his fingers pressing into my back. "I'm listening. You're not Ariel. Then what should I call you? I don't care. I'll love you no matter what name you want me to use.
Stacey Jay
#74. They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars,
Like petals from a rose,
When suddenly across the lune
A wind with fingers goes.
They perished in the seamless grass,
No eye could find the place;
But God on his repealless list
Can summon every face
Emily Dickinson
#75. He had no illusions about his addiction to her. She had her fingers sunk firmly into his heart, and could do with it what she wished.
Julie Kagawa
#76. [She] was juggling a lot of crap. And sh it is incredibly difficult to juggle. No matter how hard you try, it still falls apart and slips through your fingers, and even when you're managing to keep it aloft, it still stinks.
Amy Harmon
#77. 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.
Barbara Brooke
#78. She slid her fingers into his thick hair and melted while he kissed her as if there were no tomorrow. He tempted, he seduced, he enticed.
And she willingly followed.
Donna Grant
#79. ...time is not a willing captive. The days pass too soon, slipping through my fingers like sand. I grab for a moment, only to find it is no longer there. I take a photo with my mind, only to find it is already fading.
Maria Goodin
#80. You are either a pawn or a player. I am no one's tool. I am no one's pawn. I am a player. In the world of kill or be killed I'm a murderess. I will ripe out your throat with my bare hands and lick the blood from my fingers.-Lilith
Ashley Jeffery
#81. He's kissing me everywhere, squeezing me, running his fingers over places no one else has touched
R.A. Nelson
#82. Reality spills through her slim fingers like the sands of an hourglass. Thus time is by no means on her side
Haruki Murakami
#83. the happiness of every artist fits into my palm" says the homeless with no arms "when i had my hands i wrote beautiful pieces of poetry the poems were nesting under my nails i just had to snap with my fingers and rhymes were born" there
Zoltan Komor
#84. But maybe you never really had someone, she thought now. Maybe, no matter how much you loved them, they could slip through your fingers like water, and there was nothing you could do about it.
Cassandra Clare
#85. Gardening is akin to writing stories. No experience could have taught me more about grief or flowers, about achieving survival by going, your fingers in the ground, the limit of physical exhaustion.
Eudora Welty
#86. Echo withdrew into her hair the moment she entwined her fingers with mine. I hadn't touched weed in over a week yet somehow i floated above the ground, my blood ran warm in my veins and i felt high-no, not high ... invicible.
Katie McGarry
#87. No action, whether foul or fair, Is ever done, but it leaves somewhere A record, written by fingers ghostly, As a blessing or a curse, and mostly In the greater weakness or greater strength Of the acts which follow it.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#88. Water wrestles great opponents,
but has no hands,
and tramples great rivals,
but has no feet.
It slips through our fingers,
but can swallow entire towns.
Wind also slips through our fingers,
but can swallow entire cities.
Matshona Dhliwayo
#89. Do you want to hold it?' she asked, dangling the padded envelope in front of Hale with two fingers.
'No.'
'Do you want to touch it and kiss it and wear it around your neck?'
'Don't be silly,' he told her. 'Everyone knows green isn't my color.
Ally Carter
#90. I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes
Oh no no no no no . . .
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ramones
#91. When he felt her fingers, he flinched; he had not been touched with such gentleness since his childhood. He was no stranger to women and had felt their hands on all parts of his body, but her touch made him feel like he belonged some place.
Melina Marchetta
#92. They carved your name into the stone and then
they put it in the ground,
I run my fingers through the grooves
When no one's around
Ryan Adams
#93. Oh, you're Fate?" said Cohen, as they reached the gaming table. "Always wanted to meet you. I thought you were supposed to be blind?"
"No."
"How about if someone stuck two fingers in yer eyes?"
"I'm sorry?"
"Just my little joke."
"Ha. Ha," said Fate.
Terry Pratchett
#94. I concentrated hard and snapped my fingers. "You don't see the sword," I told the girl. "It's just a ballpoint pen." She blinked. "Um ... no. It's a sword, weirdo.
Rick Riordan
#95. You're not a thing in the dark," Kelly said under his breath.
"No." Nick clutched his fingers tighter. "But I can be."
Kelly stared at him for a long time, nodding, blue-gray eyes turning to quartz granite. "Then we'll be things in the dark together.
Abigail Roux
#96. Both of my hands wove into her hair again and clutched at the soft curls. No matter how I tightened my grip, the strands kept falling from my fingers, a shower of water from the sky.
Katie McGarry
#97. As for Monroe, I would stay away for now, but I had no intention of letting her go. She would have to be pried from my cold, lifeless fingers.
B.B. Reid
#98. When you've been used to doing things, and they've been taken away from you, it's as if your hands had been cut off, and you felt the fingers as are of no use to you.
George Eliot
#100. I threaded my fingers into her hair and kissed her, leaving her no opportunity to think about what we were doing. I wanted her to feel what I felt. To revel in the pull, the attraction. Dammit, I wanted her to undeniably love me.
Katie McGarry
