I mean, movies are like your kids or your fingers and toes or something, it's pretty hard to pick favorites.
The Sacré-Coeur Boy: The fool looks at a finger that points at the sky.
Just because we are women doesn't mean the only roles we can play are that of the finger-shaking girlfriend.
I continued to move my fingers across his skin exactly as I had before, but I needed to make a decision. I had reached for him, but I could back out of it by trailing my fingers down his arm and settling my hand in his, like I wanted us to be friends...
Dove held out a hand to Johnson, and he took it—not because they were fleeing a fire and not because she was holding a million dollars. He took her hand to wrap his fingers around hers. His long, long fingers. Her knees went a little watery. Johnso...
Cole steps forward, his fingers reaching around my shoulders, and kisses me. It is sudden and smooth and soft as air against my lips. The wind whips around us, tugging at the fabric of our clothes, but not pulling us apart. And then it's gone, the co...
Married?" she practically screeched, not sounding all that pleased, which left him feeling a little offended. "We're not getting married." He snorted at that. "I may have let you have your naughty little way with me for the past couple of months, but...
His fingers have been slowly lacing through my hair.
First her body goes missing, then her finger.
A Child raised in the Mud should never point an accusing finger at a Pig.
Before comparing yourself or your life to others, take a good look at your fingers.
You treat the air as a canvas and the paint is the chords that come through your fingers, out of the keyboard.
Arrogance is a creature. It does not have senses. It has only a sharp tongue and the pointing finger.
Lightning Bolt and Hella are two bands I listen to, and there's a lot of finger tapping going on there.
I think it's a pretty good day if I can get through it without lifting a finger.
Every man's life is a fairy tale written by God's fingers.
You can never fully put your finger on the reason why you're suddenly, inexplicably compelled to explore one life as opposed to another.
Only the weak finds comfort in making excuses and pointing finger.
I would I were alive again to kiss the fingers of the rain.
Never charge a player and, above all, no pointing your finger or yelling.
Its better to hold a book between your Fingers than to Hold a Cigarette.
