Five fingers Quote by George Orwell

“What did my fingers do before they held him?”

— Sylvia Plath

“He was protecting me with just the tips of his fingers, like five miniature copies of his heart touching my skin.”

— Megan Duke

“Dipping my sticky glove into the bowl, I grabbed a handful of fingers. That’s five, if you’re counting.”

— Jarod Kintz

“Even now, I hoped he would take my hand, and when he didn't, I felt my empty hand as if it were missing a…

— Jaclyn Dolamore

“His eyes follow my hand; it's only got three fingers. Well, two fingers and a thumb. But he doesn't look at it like it's…

— Alison Evans

“He had big hands, strong hands. My entire hand had fit easily in his palm, his fingers easily closing around mine.”

— Jasinda Wilder

“I wondered what it was like, to hold someone's hand. I bet you could find all the mysteries of the universe in someone's hand.”

— Benjamin Alire Sáenz

“I count my fingers to make sure they’re still there. “I didn’t.”

— Tahereh Mafi

“Then I realized he was still holding my hand.”

— Jonathan Stroud

“And while his fingers explored, his eyes stayed on mine, filling the silence, and in them I saw the piece of me that he…

— Kate Stewart

“She showed him her finger—just one of them.”

— Cassandra Clare

“How many fingers, Winston?”

— George Orwell