Yes, I am influenced by everbody. But every time I put my hands in my pockets I find someone else's fingers there.
Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there's a tomorrow. Maybe for you there's one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there's only today. And the truth is, you never really know.
We were disliked by the press in the early days because they couldn't put their finger on us, and that was the case with Zeppelin as well.
The NRA, with the fingers on the triggers when they kneel and pray.
Onscreen, Foaly rubbed his eyelids with his index fingers. "Yeah, yeah. Here we go. Captain Short goes rogue once more. Hands up who's surprised. Anyone?
I said, "If I was a Negro girl-" He placed his fingers across my lips so I tasted his saltiness. "We can't think of changing our skin," he said. "Change the world-that's how we gotta think. "
Broke people giving financial advice is like a shop teacher with missing fingers.
As one, they leap, laughing, and that is where we leave them - mouths open, arms spread wide, fingers splayed to take in the whole world, bodies flying high in defiance of gravity, as if they will never fall.
He kissed each finger, and with each one of them spoken a word. Five kisses, five words. His last.
I was at Mount Tamalpais near San Francisco hiking when a boulder came hurling down the mountainside and smashed my left hand. When I looked at my mangled bloody fingers, I had a strange reaction. 'Thank God I will never have to play again,' I said. The fact is that dedication to one's art does involve a sort of enslavement.
How dare you refer to my beautiful children as 'synthetic'. And shame on you for wagging your judgemental little fingers at IVF - a miracle that has allowed legions of loving people, both straight and gay, to fulfill their dream of having children, your archaic thinking is out of step with the times, just like your fashions. I shall never wear Dolce and Gabbana ever again.
Read two newspapers a day. And not just online. Hold them in your hands. Get ink on your fingers.
She had the kind of fingers you want to interlace with your own.
Yeah, about that,” says Peeta, entwining his fingers in mine. “Don’t try something like that again. ” “Or what?” I ask. “Or. . . or. . . ” He can’t think of anything good. “Just give me a minute.
I burned my own damn finger pokin' someone else's fire
A burnt finger remember the fire.
What on earth can you do on this earth but catch at whatever comes near you, with both your fingers, until your fingers are broken?
Annabeth, thank goodness, would be staying in New York. She'd gotten permission from her parents to attend a boarding school in the city so she could be close to Olympus and oversee the rebuilding efforts. "And close to me?" I asked. "Well, someone's got a big sense of his own importance. " But she laced her fingers through mine. I remembered what she'd told me in New York, about building something permanent, and I thought—just maybe—we were off to a good start.
I cannot outline. I do not know what the next thing is going to happen in the book until it comes out of my fingers.
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.