#fingers

My fingers are not as fast as my brain - which isn't that much to type home about anyway. ↗

— Frank Lane

#anyway #brain #fast #fingers #home

Other people - they practice and they practice... these fingers of mine, they got brains in 'em. You don't tell them what to do - they do it. God given talent. ↗

— Jerry Lee Lewis

#fingers #given #god #got #mine

Prejudice is like a hair across your cheek. You can't see it, you can't find it with your fingers, but you keep brushing at it because the feel of it is irritating. ↗

— Marian Anderson

#because #brushing #cheek #feel #find

Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire. ↗

— Roland Barthes

#desire #fingers #had #i #instead

A fellow has to have faith in God above and Rollie Fingers in the bullpen. ↗

— Alvin Dark

#bullpen #faith #fellow #fingers #god

I snapped my fingers all through it. Sometimes I set my own tempo during rehearsal by doing that. ↗

— Tennessee Ernie Ford

#during #fingers #i #my own #own

The honest-to-goodness answer is that Twitter tells me everything, and I have calluses on my fingers from all the mouse-clicking. ↗

— Josh Groban

#everything #fingers #i #me #tells

If you play jazz, then you play with your fingers. If you're playing rock, you use a pick. There's really no rhyme or reason to that other than that's just the way it has been. ↗

— Kevin Eubanks

#fingers #jazz #just #other #pick

So let's not use a stylus. We're going to use the best pointing device in the world. We're going to use a pointing device that we're all born with - born with ten of them. We're going to use our fingers. We're going to touch this with our fingers. And we have invented a new technology called multi-touch, which is phenomenal. It works like magic. ↗

— Steve Jobs

#born #called #device #fingers #going

We thrust our fingers into our ears to stop its moan; but it was no good; the cry cut like a drill into our heads, dragging minutes into hours, hours into years. We withered and grew old between those cries. ↗

— Ernst Toller

#cries #cry #cut #dragging #drill