Between your brain and your mouth (or your fingers) is magic: your power to choose what you say next. Use that magic. — Chris Brogan Copy Share Image
“What happened to your fingers?” She’s referring to the Band-Aids that cover four of my ten digits. “Mushrooms. Spongy little bastards don’t… — Emma Chase Copy Share Image
Painting is marvelous; it makes you happier and more patient. Afterwards you do not have black fingers as with writing, but blue… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
You stick your finger in the water and you pull it out, and that is how much of a hole you leave… — Louis L'Amour Copy Share Image
“We will join our palms together, fingers intertwined in each other, and look at the stars in the night sky!” — Avijeet Das Copy Share Image
You need to grab your dream out of the sky like it's a kite and pinch the string through your fingers until… — Augusten Burroughs Copy Share Image
You can't force inspiration. It's like trying to catch a butterfly with a hoop but no net. If you keep your mind… — Chuck Jones Copy Share Image
Annabeth laced her fingers through his. In the light of his bronze sword, her face was beautiful. 'We're together,' she reminded him.… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
There never is any such thing as one truth to be found in dramatic art. There are many. These truths challenge each… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
I think that I can count on the fingers of one hand the times you've actually said the word ‘women' and not… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
He does not start guiltily, as he should, but frowns in annoyance. "Who are you?" I slip my hand through the slit… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There's so much myth and baloney. Like a 80-year-old man able to manhandle a 300-pounder with his little finger. Ridiculous. Or this… — Bruce Lee Copy Share Image
It is only that my illusion is more real to me than reality. And so do we often build our world on… — Mary Antin Copy Share Image
I had hardly expected so dolichocephalic a skull or such well-marked supra-orbital development. Would you have any objection to my running my… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
The antique, almost primitive band he held between his fingers caught the sunlight, glinting silver. “I found this ring shortly after I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Losing is the bane and bugbear of every professional athlete's existence, but in baseball the monster seems to hang closer than in… — Roger Angell Copy Share Image
Our human tragedy is that we are unable to comprehend our experience, it slips through our fingers, we can't hold on to… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share Image
It sort of floated toward me,” said Ron, illustrating the movement with his free index finger, “right to my chest, and then… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
The genius of capitalism consists precisely in its lack of morality. Unless he is rich enough to hire his own choir, a… — Lewis H. Lapham Copy Share Image
I love all things, not because they are passionate or sweet-smelling but because, I don't know, because this ocean is yours, and… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
The state of society is one in which the members have suffered amputation from the trunk, and strut about so many walking… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Little brother, I don’t mean to be a downer, but we’re talking about War here. There’s no way to mitigate damages. He… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
She turned to Skulduggery and held out her arms. “Come here, you.” He tilted his head. “My hugs are for special occasions… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
To say that I enjoyed writing... is like saying I enjoy having fingers and toes. It's difficult to imagine life without them. — Dennis Covington Copy Share Image
With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread. — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
I'll toss my coins in the fountain, Look for clovers in grassy lawns Search for shooting stars in the night Cross my… — Tracy Chapman Copy Share Image
Happiness never lays its finger on its pulse. If we attempt to steal a glimpse of its features it disappears. — Alexander Smith Copy Share Image
Pain is what I feed from when nothing else will nourish the noxious fury in my heart. It’s what I cling to… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
I'd found heaven and grabbed it as tightly as I could, but it was unraveling, an insubstantial thread sliding between my fingers,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I've never been a pizza eater. I don't like to hold it and fold it and always burn the roof of my… — Brigid Berlin Copy Share Image
Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it's the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open. — Gayle Forman Copy Share Image
I don't really sit at the computer from scratch. I prefer to get my ideas in my fingers and I write longhand… — Mary Ann Hoberman Copy Share Image
I never like to wear too much makeup, and sometimes the best makeup is when it's not too perfect. I like to… — Carine Roitfeld Copy Share Image
You want to go in the steam bath to get your vocals sounding well, but you don't want your fingers to get… — Brian May Copy Share Image
What I want to know is how the white man, with the blood of black people dripping off his fingers, can have… — Malcolm X Copy Share Image
Religion is the finger pointing to God. People are too busy licking the finger to notice where it's pointing. — Anthony de Mello Copy Share Image
Death strode away, stopped, and came back. He pointed a skeletal finger at The Duck Man. WHY, he said, ARE YOU WALKING… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
Don't point your finger to the heights your children should go. Start climbing and they will follow. — Wilferd Peterson Copy Share Image
I am truly happy with what I've got. But if I could alter something, it would be my hands. I've never been… — Carolina Herrera Copy Share Image