“Sleep came like a fruit which falls into the hand almost before you have touched it.” — C.S. Lewis Copy Share Image
“The hand touched my cheek again. It wasn’t soft and cool like Gina’s. It was warm, with calloused fingertips like those of….… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Her glance, the touch of her hand, set him aflame. He kissed the palm of his hand where she had touched it,… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away,… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
“For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This… — Claire North Copy Share Image
“That night I lay in bed, remembering the moment when her hand touched mine. I wondered what it would be like to… — Alex Flinn Copy Share Image
Her hand touched me at the wrist. "If I gave you my life, you would drop it. Wouldn't you?" I didn't say… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
She put out her hand and touched his forearm, as she would have touched some piece of porcelain or sculpture, just for… — Rosamunde Pilcher Copy Share Image
“His hand touched the back of her neck, gave a gentle squeeze. "Takes a many of them make one almost as good… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Finally, he raised his hand and touched his fingers to his forehead. "I can give you this." He lowered his hand and… — Ada Maria Soto Copy Share Image
“Kishan stretched out his hand and touched and earring lightly. His rakish pirate about-to-make-off-with-your-woman-and-what-do-you-think-you're-gonna-do-about-it look melted away to a soft smile that… — Colleen Houck Copy Share Image
“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies . . . Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Scott stood by the bedside, looking down at her. Then he spread his hands, revealing the fine tremors there. ‘Look what you… — Susan Napier Copy Share Image
“Something from out in the dark brushed her throat, damp fingers smearing her with warm wetness. She started, raising a hand against… — Marianne de Pierres Copy Share Image
Then she took my hand and touched it to the wound beside her eye. I caressed the half-inch scar. As I did… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“I don't remember everything," he said. "Not yet. But I remember you." He brought her hand up, touched the gold ring on… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I reached out a hand, and touched her. Her body was hard, and slim, and lithe, and her breasts felt like breasts… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
you said Is there anything which is dead or alive more beautiful than my body,to have in your fingers (trembling ever so… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Hello, Miya.” His smooth tone speaking my name made a warm sensation tingle across the surface of my body. A hundred questions… — Derendrea Copy Share Image
