Quote by Amy Matayo

“His features were smudged and indistinct, as though a thumb had smeared itself across an ink drawing of a face. His”

— John Connolly

“I rubbed my left forearm and hand, the entirety of which was now covered in swirls and whorls of black ink. Even my fingers…

— Sarah J. Maas

“I love working with my hands. My writing is rough, my paper bruised with ink stains.”

— Bauvard

“How would the letters have enough strength to fall off my fingers? How could my words caress the paper with tears of ink spilling…

— Amany Al-Hallaq

“I pick up a pen and start to unscrew the whole thing, pull out the skinny little tube of blue ink. It would be…

— Jodi Picoult

“The letters from the ink in my pen are an absurd map of magic signs.”

— Fernando Pessoa

“Who put these fingerprints on my imagination?”

— Elvis Costello

“Like a handprint in cement An indelible mark has been left My identity has been bent At the point where your fingers pressed. Some…

— Justin Wetch

“I always get the strangest looks when I tell people that I enjoy purposely staining sheets of paper with many tiny blotches of permanent…

— Michael Kroft

“Your fingerprints never fade from the people you touch”

— B.L. Hewitt

“Waiting for the pen to dry up so he can start fresh with thoughts that are worth new ink.”

— Brian Andreas

“Touch paper only once.”

— Robert Allen