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1 | “It’s sort of interesting when you think about it,” said Jane, glancing at the photo once before she flicked it off with her thumb. | BIG LITTLE LIES | Liane Moriarty | her | |
2 | Beloved watched the work her thumbs were doing and must have loved what she saw because she leaned over and kissed the tenderness under Sethe’s chin. | Beloved | Toni Morrison | her | |
3 | She’s sitting on the floor with a terrified little girl… looks too old to still be sucking her thumb, but she’s sucking it for all she’s worth… This momma’s not fat at all. | BACK TO BLOOD | Tom Wolfe | her | |
4 | She put her thumb against one of the locks and slid it. | Atonement | Ian McEwan | her | |
5 | Maryanne could see the way the starched white crown of her habit bit into her forehead, pressing against her brows, and later would see when Sister pushed it back with her thumbs how the edge of it had turned her dark skin red. | At Weddings and Wakes | Alice McDermott | her | |
6 | Megan stands miserably next to me, sucking her thumb. | Astonishing Splashes of Colour | Clare Morrall | her | |
7 | Incidentally, her thumb was gouging painfully into the back of his hand. | Arrowsmith | Sinclair Lewis | her | |
8 | She was watching me with her big gray upturned eyes and sucking on the bent knuckle of her thumb, which she now released with a slurping sound and said, “I thought she was going to quit making decisions that fouled up his career.” | Angle of Repose | Wallace Stegner | her | |
9 | She jerked her thumb at the back door, beyond which lay the coal store and wash-house. | An Ice-Cream War | William Boyd | her | |
10 | He had but to comment favourably on the kittenish qualities of Babs Osborne for her to curl up as best she could on the plush seat beside him, her thumb in her mouth. | An Awfully Big Adventure | Beryl Bainbridge | her | |
11 | Then Stella, perceptive of his tone if not altogether sure of his argument, abandoned her thumb-sucking. | An Awfully Big Adventure | Beryl Bainbridge | her | |
12 | Before going to bed he’d see her at her bathroom mirror drawing the crest of her cheekbones back between her index fingers while simultaneously drawing the skin at her jawline back and upward with her thumbs, firmly tugging the loose flesh until she had eradicated even the natural creases of her face, until she was staring at a face that looked like the polished kernel of a face. | American Pastoral | Philip Roth | her | |
13 | She hooks her thumb over his seat belt and burrows in close. | AMERICA AMERICA | Ethan Canin | her | |
14 | Marty must have been about a yard or two away from the target, ready to hurl himself into the boat, when the woman, collecting her wits, her boyfriend paralyzed by apparent indecision, noticed the sopping dummy, picked it up with her thumb and forefinger, a slightly disgusted expression on her face, and flipped it overboard just in the nick of time. | ALWAYS BY MY SIDE | Jim Nantz with Eli Spielman | her | |
15 | Keys as long as Marie-Laure’s forearm and keys shorter than her thumb. | ALL THE LIGHT WE CANNOT SEE | Anthony Doerr | her | |
16 | She kisses him on both cheeks, then touches his bruises with her thumbs. | ALL THE LIGHT WE CANNOT SEE | Anthony Doerr | her | |
17 | I bit my tongue, and did not say that if she would keep her thumbs out of the butter she’d stand less chance of it. | Alias Grace | Margaret Atwood | her | |
18 | With a quick slide of her thumb she brings the electro-stun end to life: The tip of it crackles like static, and a blue elemental spark dances between two prongs. | AFTERMATH: EMPIRE'S END | Chuck Wendig | her | |
19 | She pulls her thumb away from the inside of her index finger—the sap leaking from the punctured skin of the dark orange fruit is brown and sticky and nearly glues her thumb to her finger. | AFTERMATH: EMPIRE'S END | Chuck Wendig | her | |
20 | She chewed her thumb nail as she thought about this. | A WOLF AT THE TABLE | Augusten Burroughs | her | |
21 | She brought her thumb to her mouth and bit the nail. | A WOLF AT THE TABLE | Augusten Burroughs | her | |
22 | She nodded and chewed at her thumbnail. | A WOLF AT THE TABLE | Augusten Burroughs | her | |
23 | She held her thumb sideways: Yes or no? | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | her | |
24 | Hers was cool, and her thumbnail dug into my palm. | A Thousand Acres | Jane Smiley | her | |
25 | And the exact, clunky weight of those shears instantly came to her mind, along with the too-thick handle loop that pressed uncomfortably against the bone at the base of her thumb, and the initial balkiness as the heavy teeth began chewing into the fabric. | A SPOOL OF BLUE THREAD | Anne Tyler | her | |
26 | Elise had got hold of a glass of white wine; she was pinching the stem daintily between her thumb and index finger with all her other fingers splayed out, and her makeup had worn thin and her black eye was re-emerging. | A SPOOL OF BLUE THREAD | Anne Tyler | her | |
27 | She digs into an orange with her thumbs and peels back the thick cratered crust, carefully picks off the white veins. | A PIECE OF THE WORLD | Christina Baker Kline | her | |
28 | Wax dripping on her thumb. | A PIECE OF THE WORLD | Christina Baker Kline | her | |
29 | Nina used her thumb to wipe the tears away from one side of her daughter’s face as Sofia used the back of her hand to wipe them away from the other. | A GENTLEMAN IN MOSCOW | Amor Towles | her | |
30 | Holding the glasses between her thumb and fingers, she waved them before Justin’s averted face. | A Flag for Sunrise | Robert Stone | her | |
31 | Then she would fly as Aegon the Conqueror had flown, up and up, until Meereen was so small that she could blot it out with her thumb. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | her | |
32 | Asha picked at the pink wax with her thumbnail. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | her | |
33 | She liked how he grinned when she brushed her thumbs across his nipples. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | her | |
34 | It was five feet long, slender and supple, thick as her thumb, with leather wrapped around the shaft a foot from the top. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | her | |
35 | She was running the ball of her thumb across the most worn of them, trying to decide which king it showed, when she heard the door opening softly behind her. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | her | |
36 | The memory of another night flared in his mind—a point made with bodies pressed together, an argument punctuated with a kiss—but now she simply pressed her thumb to his forehead and drew a short line above his brows. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | her | |
37 | Lila drew a knife, and nicked her thumb, tracing over the mark in blood. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | her | |
38 | She sniffed one that looked like it held oil before tipping the mouth of the bottle against the pad of her thumb. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | her | |
39 | Leila picked at a hangnail, a tiny bead of blood pooling on her thumb. | 10 Minutes 38 Seconds in This Strange World | Elif Shafak | her | |
40 | She shows him the emerald, big as her thumbnail. | Wolf Hall | Hilary Mantel | her | |
41 | And then she put her thumb in her mouth for a gag and she cried silently. | The Grapes of Wrath | John Steinbeck | her | |
42 | She imagined pressing her thumbs into Hemerling’s windpipe until it cracked. | The Corrections | Jonathan Franzen | her | |
43 | Annabelle had spread her small legs on each side of Ann’s bulbous belly, laid her wet head across Ann’s big chest, and was sucking her thumb, shivering. | Olive Kitteridge | Elizabeth Strout | her | |
44 | Annabelle had spread her small legs on each side of Ann’s bulbous belly, laid her wet head across Ann’s big chest, and was sucking her thumb, shivering. | Olive Kitteridge | Elizabeth Strout | her | |
45 | During her bedridden years Desdemona had fluid in her lungs; lumbago; bursitis; a spell of eclampsia that manifested itself a half-century later than etiologically normal and then just as mysteriously vanished, to Desdemona’s regret; a severe case of shingles that made her ribs and back the color and texture of ripe strawberries and stung like a cattle prod; nineteen colds; a week of purely figurative “walking” pneumonia; ulcers; psychosomatic cataracts which clouded her vision on the anniversaries of her husband’s death and which she basically just cried away; and Dupuytren’s contracture, where inflamed fascia in her hand curled her thumb and three fingers painfully into her palm, leaving her middle finger raised in an obscene gesture. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | her | |
46 | She shook it and flicked the button with her thumb until at last a small flame shot out. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | her | |
47 | During her bedridden years Desdemona had fluid in her lungs; lumbago; bursitis; a spell of eclampsia that manifested itself a half-century later than etiologically normal and then just as mysteriously vanished, to Desdemona’s regret; a severe case of shingles that made her ribs and back the color and texture of ripe strawberries and stung like a cattle prod; nineteen colds; a week of purely figurative “walking” pneumonia; ulcers; psychosomatic cataracts which clouded her vision on the anniversaries of her husband’s death and which she basically just cried away; and Dupuytren’s contracture, where inflamed fascia in her hand curled her thumb and three fingers painfully into her palm, leaving her middle finger raised in an obscene gesture. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | her | |
48 | She shook it and flicked the button with her thumb until at last a small flame shot out. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | her | |
49 | She ran the back of her fingers slowly down his cheek, her thumb traveling lightly over his lower lip. | March | Geraldine Brooks | her | |
50 | Her water glass has left two-thirds of a ring on the table, and she works at completing the circle with her thumbnail. | Housekeeping | Marilynne Robinson | her | |
51 | And she'd put her hands upon my head and stroke my cheeks with her thumbs, brooding over my face. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | her | |
52 | I lean back in my chair, and watch as she runs her thumb along the edge of china, admires the weave of the napkin she spreads on her knee. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | her | |
53 | She tests again with her thumb, keeps her hand another second at my jaw, and then draws back. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | her | |
54 | She put the tip of her thumb to the edge of the pocket in her skirt and pulled it back. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | her | |
55 | I took it back to Nurse Bacon, and she opened up her pocket with the tip of her thumb, like before. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | her | |
56 | She was smoothing her thumb upon mine. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | her | |
57 | She sucked air through her teeth and bit on the knuckle of her thumb. | A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS | Khaled Hosseini | her | |
58 | Laila watched her put her thumb into its mouth, just over the lower jaw, push it in, and, in one downward stroke, remove the gills and the entrails. | A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS | Khaled Hosseini | her | |
59 | In Mariam's lap, she sucked her thumb cheerlessly and watched Rasheed in a sullen, pensive way. | A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS | Khaled Hosseini | her | |
60 | For it was he who drove the babies around, sometimes brought them to meetings, Sunshine in a pouch that strapped on his back, Bunny sucking her thumb [15] and hanging on his trouser leg. | The Shipping News | E. Annie Proulx | her | |
61 | She pants, this – her thumb? – thrust whole into my anus is capricious . . . her tongue, travelling round and round my ear . . . compulsive. | Umbrella | Will Self | her | |
62 | Her fingers stroke the powder-burnt backs of his, her thumb slides over the mound of his . . . — Stanley will never become accustomed to the seemingly casual acceptance of their liaison – not only by the likes of Willis, Bertie and the curse-spot-woman, but also by those in her family home. | Umbrella | Will Self | her | |
63 | The DPO hooks her thumbs in her broad leather belt. | Umbrella | Will Self | her | |
64 | Adeline’s palm is passionately hot, and beneath the brittle pad of her thumb Audrey detects a strong and rapid pulse. | Umbrella | Will Self | her | |
65 | I’m Athena Dukakis, she says as they shake – and Busner searches quickly through many silver bands including one on her thumb! | Umbrella | Will Self | her | |
66 | She put her thumb into her mouth. | The Son | Philipp Meyer | her | |
67 | Laurel turned the page, using her thumb to flatten the plastic corner of the yellowing protective sheet. | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | her | |
68 | Afterwards, Laurel sat on the window ledge in her bedroom, chewing her thumbnail and watching the three men outside by the gate. | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | her | |
69 | She waited, biting her thumbnail, ruing (not for the first time) her brother’s contrary refusal to get a mobile, as a distant telephone on a cluttered Cambridge desk, rang and rang and rang. | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | her | |
70 | She threaded the end of the open circle back through the next link and then used her thumbnail ever so carefully to close it. | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | her | |
71 | It was the sort used to hold photographs, she realized, rubbing her thumb over the fine swirling pattern engraved on its pretty front. | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | her | |
72 | Vivien bent over, gripped it between her thumb and finger, and pulled as hard as she could. | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | her | |
73 | She bit her thumbnail as the words went around and around inside her head: “I worry there is much she will possess that others may seek to take.” | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | her | |
74 | Laurel frowned, running her thumb over the flaw. | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | her | |
75 | She’d looked down at her younger sister, Isabelle, who still sucked her thumb at four and had no idea what was going on. | THE NIGHTINGALE | Kristin Hannah | her | |
76 | She chewed on her thumbnail, unable to be still, and then she heard footsteps. | THE NIGHTINGALE | Kristin Hannah | her | |
77 | “Just a teeny one,” she said, holding her thumb and forefinger an inch apart. | THE LAST MAN | Vince Flynn | her | |
78 | She came straight to Margaret and shook her hand, an unusual gesture for her and a painful one for Margaret, who had, the day before, dislocated her thumb while she was stacking firewood. | The Collected Stories of Jean Stafford | Jean Stafford | her | |
79 | The baby would find her thumb, and suck, and stare, and stare and suck, and finally consent to be put down, and sleep again. | Praxis | Fay Weldon | her | |
80 | When she couldn’t stand it anymore, she reached behind her, grabbed a handful of pink gingham, hooked her thumb underneath the underpants’ elastic, and yanked. | MRS. EVERYTHING | Jennifer Weiner | her | |
81 | She stood on her tiptoes to brush the ball of her thumb over Jo’s left brow. | MRS. EVERYTHING | Jennifer Weiner | her | |
82 | She had taken off the pumps she wore to work, the ones that left a red line across her instep, and was rubbing one foot with her thumb, sighing as she sat at the kitchen table, with a notebook and a nubbly plastic box of recipes, written in her large, looping handwriting on index cards, in front of her. | MRS. EVERYTHING | Jennifer Weiner | her | |
83 | The woman took Bethie by the elbow and led her back down the hall, back into the elevator, back to the lobby, where her sister was sitting on the love seat, holding Saul Bellow’s Herzog, with her thumb marking her place. | MRS. EVERYTHING | Jennifer Weiner | her | |
84 | Jo was chewing on her thumbnail, the way she did when she was thinking. | MRS. EVERYTHING | Jennifer Weiner | her | |
85 | Anya moved behind him and began pressing her thumbs deep into the soft tissue behind his neck. | MARRIED LOVERS | Jackie Collins | her | |
86 | Eve hooked her thumbs in her belt loops. | DELUSION IN DEATH | J D Robb | her | |
87 | She bit her thumb. | Bear and His Daughter: Stories | Robert Stone | her | |
88 | She made the circle with her thumb and forefinger and held it to her forehead. | AGENDA 21 | Glenn Beck with Harriet Parke | her | |
89 | She used to do a trick where it looked like she would be pulling off her thumb, when in fact she was not. | A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius | Dave Eggers | her | |
90 | She would cut herself while slicing vegetables, cut the living shit out of her finger, usually her thumb, and it would bleed everywhere, on the tomatoes, the cutting board, in the sink, while we watched at her waist, awed, scared she would die. | A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius | Dave Eggers | her | |
91 | Signora Carmelina Spinnato bounced over to his desk and looked gravely at his profile, and then bounced around front and set up a frame with her thumbs and forefingers and looked through it at his full face. | A Bell for Adano | John Hersey | her | |
92 | and then with his knees pinning down the outstretched arms, simply grabbing the throat and pressing the balls of his thumbs down on the windpipe, and when the tongue came out and eyes rolled up walloping the head two three times on the floor like it was a coconut he wanted to crack open. | Billy Bathgate | E. L. Doctorow | his | |
93 | Irving came over to him with a cigarette lighter, which he got going with one press of his thumb just a moment before he held it to the tip. | Billy Bathgate | E. L. Doctorow | his | |
94 | How do you think I did it, hanging him by his thumbs, like this? | Billy Bathgate | E. L. Doctorow | his | |
95 | he said pointing his thumb to the table. | Billy Bathgate | E. L. Doctorow | his | |
96 | Berman lit a cigarette and cupped it in his palm with his thumb and forefinger. | Billy Bathgate | E. L. Doctorow | his | |
97 | Berman and sat back and stuck his thumbs in his vest pockets and a big broad smile came over his face. | Billy Bathgate | E. L. Doctorow | his | |
98 | On Ash Wednesday, at the beginning of Lent, our entire class would walk next door to the church, where the priest would dip his thumb in ashes and mark the sign of the cross on our foreheads while intoning the ancient line, “Remember, man, thou art dust, and to dust thou shalt return.” | BIG RUSS AND ME | Tim Russert | his | |
99 | He stopped, and ran his thumb across his armrest as if he were doing some sort of quality-control test. | BIG LITTLE LIES | Liane Moriarty | his | |
100 | He sat on her lap and sucked his thumb when he got tired. | BIG LITTLE LIES | Liane Moriarty | his | |
101 | The nephew came back from peeping inside the house, and after touching his lips for silence, pointed his thumb to say that what they were looking for was round back. | Beloved | Toni Morrison | his | |
102 | Turned his thumb backwards. | Beloved | Toni Morrison | his | |
103 | With his child passed out on the couch, after arrests and drunk tanks and hospitalizations, Lynch, the undertaker and poet and essayist, looked at his dear addicted son with sad but lucid resignation, and he wrote: “I want to remember him the way he was, that bright and beaming boy with the blue eyes and the freckles in the photos, holding the walleye on his grandfather’s dock, or dressed in his first suit for his sister’s grade-school graduation, or sucking his thumb while drawing at the kitchen counter, or playing his first guitar, or posing with the brothers from down the block on his first day of school.” | BEAUTIFUL BOY | David Sheff | his | |
104 | He put his forefinger near his thumb to show how small it was. | BACK TO BLOOD | Tom Wolfe | his | |
105 | With his thumb he indicated the booth behind him. | BACK TO BLOOD | Tom Wolfe | his | |
106 | Then Korolyov extended one toward Magdalena and she reached up, and he slipped the card down past her fingers and placed it upon her palm and pressed it into her hand with his fingertips, anchoring them with his thumb on the back of her hand, and poured gouts and gouts and gouts of himself into her eyes ::::::for far too long!:::::: before turning away. | BACK TO BLOOD | Tom Wolfe | his | |
107 | Then he shut his eyes and lowered his head and massaged his temples with one hand… his thumb pressing one temple and his middle and ring fingers the other. | BACK TO BLOOD | Tom Wolfe | his | |
108 | It doesn’t matter if he’s asleep, daydreaming, playing tennis, off on a cruise, or, for that matter, doing what he usually does, trying to find a way to wrap at least one finger and his thumb around his erect phallus without pressing upon any of his herpes blisters. | BACK TO BLOOD | Tom Wolfe | his | |
109 | He did a quick air sculpture, putting his forefingers and the tips of his thumbs under his nose and swooping them way out as far as his ears. | BACK TO BLOOD | Tom Wolfe | his | |
110 | She married Richmond, the stone mason, who was my Methodist Sunday-school teacher in the earliest days, and he had one distinction which I envied him: at some time or other he had hit his thumb with his hammer and the result was a thumb-nail which remained permanently twisted and distorted and curved and pointed, like a parrot’s beak. | AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF MARK TWAIN, VOL. 1 | Mark Twain | his | |
111 | He would make a fist and, with his thumb around his fingers, color his closed finger with lipstick for a mouth, make two “eyes” with black chalk, and create his so-called little friend named Johnny, or, as Señor Wences pronounced the name, “Yonnie.” | AUDITION | Barbara Walters | his | |
112 | I remember his putting his thumb on my lips and his fingers on my vocal cords during our first interview. | AUDITION | Barbara Walters | his | |
113 | Yadin spoke proudly of his creation, but as he talked, he used his thumb to rhythmically click the mechanism of a ballpoint pen. | ATHENA DOCTRINE | John Gerzema and Michael D'Antonio | his | |
114 | No, he kept his fingers out, his palm open, and she draped her own thin hand between his thumb and forefinger, as if they needed only the gentlest touch to hold them fast. | At Weddings and Wakes | Alice McDermott | his | |
115 | In another of his poems, ‘The Story of Little Suck-a-Thumb’, a boy named Conrad is warned not to suck his thumbs because it will attract the attention of a ghoulish figure known as the great tall tailor who always comes To little boys that suck their thumbs. | AT HOME | Bill Bryson | his | |
116 | They go so fast; That both his thumbs are off at last. | AT HOME | Bill Bryson | his | |
117 | He held the wings together with his thumbs so Kate could look at it more closely, and when he brought his hands to her face he could feel her warm breath on his wrists. | ASK AGAIN, YES | Mary Beth Keane | his | |
118 | He’d pulled off his mittens and rubbed at the scratches with his thumb, but there they were, glaringly obvious in the polished mirror finish of the wood. | ASK AGAIN, YES | Mary Beth Keane | his | |
119 | “I think I broke a tooth,” Kate said, and with one hand in her hair Peter put his thumb against her bottom lip as a signal to open up. | ASK AGAIN, YES | Mary Beth Keane | his | |
120 | Ryerson Rainsmith, in a summer suit the color of cold coffee and curdled cream, stood looking round in a self-satisfied manner with his thumbs tucked into his yellow waistcoat, drumming his fingers on his ample stomach. | AS CHIMNEY SWEEPERS COME TO DUST | Alan Bradley | his | |
121 | Henshaw makes monkey faces, pulling at the sides of his mouth with his little fingers while using his thumbs to flap his ears forward. | Arthur & George | Julian Barnes | his | |
122 | George pretends to put his thumbs in his ears. | Arthur & George | Julian Barnes | his | |
123 | The sergeant had pointed this out to Edalji’s father, who had commenced wiping the blade with his thumb. | Arthur & George | Julian Barnes | his | |
124 | Pickerbaugh had a way of pressing his thumb into the back of your hand which was extraordinarily cordial and painful. | Arrowsmith | Sinclair Lewis | his | |
125 | Often she asked Martin to explain his work, but when he was glowing, making diagrams with his thumb-nail on the tablecloth, she would interrupt him with a gracious "Darling do you mind just a second Plinder, isn't there any more of the sherry?" | Arrowsmith | Sinclair Lewis | his | |
126 | I responded slowly, for I guessed who it was: his thumb gave him away. | Angle of Repose | Wallace Stegner | his | |
127 | Absently he filled his pipe, interrupted his hands to lean and follow with one finger a line on the map, straightened again, tamping the tobacco into the bowl with his thumb. | Angle of Repose | Wallace Stegner | his | |
128 | Wetting his thumb, Pricey turned another page. | Angle of Repose | Wallace Stegner | his | |
129 | But Ollie lay back against his father with his thumb in his mouth and had no ideas. | Angle of Repose | Wallace Stegner | his | |
130 | He had put the muzzle of a .30-.30 saddle gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger with his thumb. | Angle of Repose | Wallace Stegner | his | |
131 | Grandfather answered only with his eyebrows, holding them up in a welcoming sort of way, testing the knife’s edge against his thumb. | Angle of Repose | Wallace Stegner | his | |
132 | With his feet braced apart, and his thumbs tucked in his waistband, the officer waited for the taxi driver to roll down his window. | ANGELS AT THE TABLE | Debbie Macomber | his | |
133 | He returned to the yard afterwards and washed the tomato seeds that clung to his fingernails and blackened his thumbs. | An Orchestra of Minorities | Chigozie Obioma | his | |
134 | You will see that you will not only gain her respect, but, I tell you”—Jamike licked his thumb with his tongue until a gasp of erhen erupted—“I swear to almighty God, Ndali will love you die!” | An Orchestra of Minorities | Chigozie Obioma | his | |
135 | Bilderbeck jerked his thumb in the direction of the officers’ quarters. | An Ice-Cream War | William Boyd | his | |
136 | The man might be something of a bounder, dispatching young Geoffrey every afternoon to that bookie in the Nelson Arms, not to mention the way he tapped his cigarettes on his thumbnail, but he was, after all, a favourite of Rose Lipman; Leastways, he was a distant connection of Councillor Harris, and he had made an enormous success as Cousin Syd in that comedy series on the Light Programme, quite apart from his role in Charley’s Aunt on Saturday Night Theatre. | An Awfully Big Adventure | Beryl Bainbridge | his | |
137 | He stood there in his camel-hair coat, tapping a cigarette on his thumbnail. | An Awfully Big Adventure | Beryl Bainbridge | his | |
138 | I’ll show you why Julian Garmony is running round the Inns of Court with his thumb up his arse! | Amsterdam | Ian McEwan | his | |
139 | Every so often Herr Siedler runs his thumb and finger along the crease in his pin-striped trousers, sharpening it. | ALL THE LIGHT WE CANNOT SEE | Anthony Doerr | his | |
140 | Every night the moment returns to him: when he clasped that pear-shaped diamond between his thumb and forefinger, made huge by the lens of his loupe, and believed he held the one-hundred-and-thirty-three-carat Sea of Flames. | ALL THE LIGHT WE CANNOT SEE | Anthony Doerr | his | |
141 | He had finally managed to put FP under his thumb. | ALL THE DEVILS ARE HERE | Bethany McLean and Joe Nocera | his | |
142 | With his thumb he shoves the button that kills the engine and then just sits there for a few minutes. | All That Man Is | David Szalay | his | |
143 | But before that happens—he extends his thumb, opening up a comm channel to make a call to Underboss Rynscar of the Black Sun. | AFTERMATH: EMPIRE'S END | Chuck Wendig | his | |
144 | Ahead, the shuttle squares out in front of him, and his thumb finds the top of the flight stick. | AFTERMATH: EMPIRE'S END | Chuck Wendig | his | |
145 | He pressed the button again, with his thumb this time, banging it a bit as if to make a stronger point. | After This | Alice McDermott | his | |
146 | This morning, woken by the wind, he had put his thumb to each fingertip, counting decades. | After This | Alice McDermott | his | |
147 | For the second time today, he touched his thumb to his fingertips. | After This | Alice McDermott | his | |
148 | With his thumbs hooked over the lid, the boy carried the box up the beach, behind his father and brother and sister, feeling the drag of sand but feeling, too, that with a small effort he could overtake them. | After This | Alice McDermott | his | |
149 | Then Michael told a joke about a workman in a church who hammered his thumb and cursed. | After This | Alice McDermott | his | |
150 | He'd hunker down at a side table with a pair of locals, his thumb to his jaw, his fingers splayed across his cheek and then rise, laughing, slapping backs. | After This | Alice McDermott | his | |
151 | He'd bend down first for an openmouthed kiss and then, with his thumb slipped behind her belt, walk her to the stairs. | After This | Alice McDermott | his | |
152 | “Except I hear this afternoon maybe you’re under his thumb. | Advise and Consent | Allen Drury | his | |
153 | Also, he quickly bit his thumbnail, something my mother did and I also did when I was nervous. | A WOLF AT THE TABLE | Augusten Burroughs | his | |
154 | She used the first ramp, west toward Denver and Salt Lake City, and he walked under the bridge and set up on the eastbound ramp, one foot on the shoulder and one in the traffic lane, and he stuck out his thumb and smiled and tried to look friendly. | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
155 | He got half an inch of it loose and gripped that makeshift tab between the pad of his thumb and his forefinger. | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
156 | He turned back and put one foot in the traffic lane again and stuck out his thumb. | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
157 | He traced his thumbnail over pale blue ink, in an irregular pattern, stop and go, leaping backward from one time stamp to another, then pausing at an eleven-line entry. | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
158 | He jabbed his thumb to the left. | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
159 | Reacher jabbed his finger in Alan King’s direction and his thumb in Don McQueen’s, and then he opened his hand and raised it uncertainly, questioningly, like a universal semaphore: Why them too? | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
160 | He held his thumb up. | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
161 | He clamped the Colt in his right hand, between the flat of his thumb and his palm. | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
162 | Reacher moved his thumb and switched to triples. | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
163 | He put one foot on the shoulder and one in the traffic lane, and he stuck out his thumb, and he smiled and tried to look friendly. | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
164 | All he did was stick out his thumb. | A WANTED MAN | Lee Child | his | |
165 | He’s got everyone on this place under his thumb.” | A Thousand Acres | Jane Smiley | his | |
166 | But this other stuff—” Ty glanced at me, rubbed the corners of his mouth with his thumb and forefinger, then slowed down and pulled to the side of the road. | A Thousand Acres | Jane Smiley | his | |
167 | He pushed his thumb down on the latch and opened the door in a smoothly aggressive way, as if, I thought meanly, he was practiced at taking advantage of small openings. | A Thousand Acres | Jane Smiley | his | |
168 | He touched Claire’s cheek, then ran his thumb across her lips. | A SUMMER AFFAIR | Elin Hilderbrand | his | |
169 | Edward took a glass, then reached out, grabbed Siobhan’s chin between his thumb and forefinger, and kissed her flush on the mouth. | A SUMMER AFFAIR | Elin Hilderbrand | his | |
170 | He touched her face, ran his thumbs over her cheekbones, then over her lips. | A SUMMER AFFAIR | Elin Hilderbrand | his | |
171 | Squinting, he holds out his thumb. | A PIECE OF THE WORLD | Christina Baker Kline | his | |
172 | They had carved their initials, RUF (Revolutionary United Front), on his body with a hot bayonet and chopped off all his fingers with the exception of his thumbs. | A LONG WAY GONE | Ishmael Beah | his | |
173 | Fashioned in the shape of an egret with the long silver blades representing the bird’s beak and the small golden screw at the pivot representing its eye, the scissors were so delicate he could barely fit his thumb and finger through the rings. | A GENTLEMAN IN MOSCOW | Amor Towles | his | |
174 | But on the very first stroke of this hammer what the Count squarely hit was the back of his thumb. | A GENTLEMAN IN MOSCOW | Amor Towles | his | |
175 | He ran his thumb over the surface of the insignia. | A GENTLEMAN IN MOSCOW | Amor Towles | his | |
176 | Without turning, he pointed with his thumb back in the direction of the Alexander Gardens. | A GENTLEMAN IN MOSCOW | Amor Towles | his | |
177 | Holding it up with a wistful smile, he ran his thumb over the insignia of the two crossed keys that was embossed on the glass. | A GENTLEMAN IN MOSCOW | Amor Towles | his | |
178 | The Count took a kopek from the ticket pocket of his vest and laid it on his thumbnail so that they could determine by toss who would get to choose the tie-breaking category. | A GENTLEMAN IN MOSCOW | Amor Towles | his | |
179 | Pablo chewed his thumbnail. | A Flag for Sunrise | Robert Stone | his | |
180 | She closed his hand over her, his thumb in the cleft of her buttocks, his fingers playing over the down and labia. | A Flag for Sunrise | Robert Stone | his | |
181 | Lord Godric took a pinch between his thumb and forefinger and sprinkled his own trencher. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | his | |
182 | The day he took his leave of her, as she was bidding him farewell, he had brushed the balls of his thumbs lightly across them, back and forth. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | his | |
183 | Tyrion drove the dagger’s point into the ball of his thumb, watched the blood bead up, sucked it away. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | his | |
184 | He brushed his thumbs across them in a way that was remarkably obscene and smiled a wicked smile. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | his | |
185 | The brown ink came away in flakes when Jon brushed it with his thumb. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | his | |
186 | Daario brushed his thumbs across his sword hilts and smiled dangerously. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | his | |
187 | The nails on all four fingers were black now, though not yet on his thumb. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | his | |
188 | It still hurts, Halfmaester, thank you very much, thought Tyrion, as he pricked the ball of his thumb. | A DANCE WITH DRAGONS | George R R Martin | his | |
189 | “You don’t look well,” he whispered, his thumb tracing her jaw. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
190 | Kell burst into Rhy’s rooms, taking up the prince’s gold pin from the table and jabbing it into his thumb, harder than necessary. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
191 | Alucard took the weapon and briskly pierced his thumb, then pressed the cut to the corner of the paper. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
192 | A single lantern hung from the ceiling, and Kell snapped his fingers, pale fire dancing above his thumb as he reached up to light the wick. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
193 | He pulled her close, brushing his thumb against her cheek, and she knew he was looking at her eye, the spiral of fractured glass. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
194 | Alucard licked his thumb and turned a page. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
195 | When Holland didn’t move, the man sighed and flicked his own fingers, producing a small coin-sized flame that danced above his thumb. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
196 | He slipped it onto his thumb. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
197 | He ran his thumb over the brittle shell. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
198 | IV Holland was sitting on his cot, studying the band of silver on his thumb, when he heard Lila storming up the stairs, heard the splash of something heavy breaking water, the tread of too many feet. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
199 | Kell pressed his thumb to the pin’s tip, drawing blood. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
200 | “Every vessel can be emptied,” said Holland, twisting the silver binding ring around his thumb. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
201 | His fingers felt bare without his rings, but the only absence that mattered was the silver feather he’d worn wrapped around his thumb. | A CONJURING OF LIGHT | V E Schwab | his | |
202 | He rubbed the new frost off the keyhole with his thumb, the same way Reacher had. | 61 HOURS | Lee Child | his | |
203 | Plato moved his thumb and tripped the release and the part-used magazine fell out and plinked against the concrete. | 61 HOURS | Lee Child | his | |
204 | All he did was stick out his thumb. | 61 HOURS | Lee Child | his | |
205 | There were two-door cars and four-door cars, convertibles and dump trucks, police cars and ambulances, taxis and buses, fire trucks and cement mixers, delivery trucks and station wagons, Fords and Chryslers, Pontiacs and Studebakers, Buicks and Nash Ramblers, each one different from the others, no two even remotely alike, and whenever Ferguson began to push one of them across the floor, he would bend down and look inside at the empty driver’s seat, and because every car needed a driver in order to move, he would imagine he was the person sitting behind the wheel, a tiny person, a man so tiny he was no bigger than the top joint of his thumb. | 4 3 2 1 | Paul Auster | his | |
206 | Since Ferguson always sat between his parents, he would tap his mother on the arm whenever his father drifted off like that, and once he had her attention, he would point to his father by jerking back his thumb, as if to say, Look, he’s at it again, and depending on his mother’s mood, she would either nod her head and smile or shake her head and frown, sometimes emitting a brief, muffled laugh and sometimes exhaling a wordless mmmm. | 4 3 2 1 | Paul Auster | his | |
207 | Laurel, Stan’s nonsensical gift for igniting his thumb and puffing on nonexistent but functioning pipes, their out-of-control laughing jags, their penchant for breaking into spontaneous dance routines (both so light on their feet), their unanimity of purpose when confronting their adversaries, all bickering and discord forgotten as they pulled together to destroy a man’s house or wreck a man’s car, but also the variations on who they were and how their identities sometimes overlapped and even merged, as when Ollie rubbed Stan’s foot thinking it was his own foot and sighed with pleasure and relief, or the ingenious ways in which they sometimes duplicated themselves, as when big Stanley and big Oliver babysat their toddler sons, little Stan and little Ollie, who were miniature replicas of their fathers, since Laurel and Hardy played both sets of roles, or when Stan was married to a female Ollie and Ollie to a female Stan, or when they met their long-lost twin brothers, close friends whose names were of course Laurel and Hardy, or, best of all, when a blood transfusion went wrong at the end of a film and Stan wound up with Ollie’s mustache and voice and the smooth-faced Hardy collapsed into a Laurel crying fit. | 4 3 2 1 | Paul Auster | his | |
208 | It belonged to someone else, and as he gazed down at the stitched-up, smoothed-over spots that had once been his thumb and index finger, he felt sick and turned his head away. | 4 3 2 1 | Paul Auster | his | |
209 | The snot-clogged little boy who had breathed through his mouth and sucked his thumb was now a six-foot-two-inch adolescent, a muscular, quick-footed hulk of more than two hundred pounds who looked like a full-grown man on the field and played with an intelligence that was nothing less than bewildering to Ferguson, for Bobby George was a blockhead at all pursuits that were not baseball or football or laughing at dirty jokes, and the only reason why he wasn’t flunking half his classes was because his parents had hired a tutor from Montclair State to help keep his average from dropping below a C, which was the academic minimum required to participate in interscholastic sports. | 4 3 2 1 | Paul Auster | his | |
210 | She glanced at her brother, who was sucking his thumb, unaware that he was at a critical crossroads – about to choose the course of his destiny. | 10 Minutes 38 Seconds in This Strange World | Elif Shafak | his | |
211 | This fellow here,” he jerks his thumb, rudely, at Brandon—who is back at court, of course he is back—“this fellow here, a few years ago, he charged at the king in the lists, and nearly killed him. | Wolf Hall | Hilary Mantel | his | |
212 | He swears to uphold his heirs and lawful successors, and he thinks of the bastard child Richmond, and Mary the talking shrimp, and the Duke of Norfolk showing off his thumbnail to the company. | Wolf Hall | Hilary Mantel | his | |
213 | Sometimes—in a kind of fellowship of the imagination—he imagines resting his hand upon her shoulder and following with his thumb the scooped hollow between her collarbone and her throat; imagines with his forefinger tracking the line of her breast as it swells above her bodice, as a child follows a line of print. | Wolf Hall | Hilary Mantel | his | |
214 | He held her hand for a minute, stroking over her palm with his thumb. | We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves | Karen Joy Fowler | his | |
215 | When we came up on Bunker Six, Azar lifted his thumb and peeled away from me and began circling to the south. | The Things They Carried | Tim O'Brien | his | |
216 | He took her cheek in his bare hand, and with his thumb wiped melted snow from beneath her eye. | The Snow Child | Eowyn Ivey | his | |
217 | Often he would scoop some of the soil in his hand and run his thumb over it, marveling at its richness, and sometimes he would pull a radish, rub it clean on his pants, and bite into it with a satisfying crunch, then toss the greens into the trees. | The Snow Child | Eowyn Ivey | his | |
218 | Her fingers were slender and lovely, and he rubbed his thumbs along them. | The Snow Child | Eowyn Ivey | his | |
219 | Jack reached into the fish and slid his thumbnail along the spine to break free the line of kidney like a slender blood clot, and he rinsed the blood into the creek water, until his hands ached in the cold. | The Snow Child | Eowyn Ivey | his | |
220 | Right there in the middle of the road he took the cigarette out of my mouth and put it in his, then struck a match on his thumbnail and lit the two of them together, exactly like Humphrey Bogart. | The Poisonwood Bible | Barbara Kingsolver | his | |
221 | He flicks his thumb and forefinger, motioning for the station wagon to pass. | The Poisonwood Bible | Barbara Kingsolver | his | |
222 | He drove the blade again and again into the ground and smelled it again, wiped it on his trouser leg, and felt the edge with his thumb. | The Grapes of Wrath | John Steinbeck | his | |
223 | Tom's own hands came up, and his thumbs hooked over his belt. | The Grapes of Wrath | John Steinbeck | his | |
224 | Uncle John dug with his thumbs into the watch pocket of his blue jeans and scooped out a folded dirty bill. | The Grapes of Wrath | John Steinbeck | his | |
225 | He tested it with his thumb and then shied it at a blackbird sitting on a fence wire. | The Grapes of Wrath | John Steinbeck | his | |
226 | He gathered some little rocks from the ground and shot them like marbles, with his thumb. | The Grapes of Wrath | John Steinbeck | his | |
227 | Tom pointed at her with his thumb. | The Grapes of Wrath | John Steinbeck | his | |
228 | He blocked the perforations in the phone’s mouthpiece with his thumb and returned to the kitchen, where Jonah was standing on a chair with a package of Oreos. | The Corrections | Jonathan Franzen | his | |
229 | Gary could feel the buzzing of his mother’s voice against his thumb. | The Corrections | Jonathan Franzen | his | |
230 | Chuck hooked his thumbs over the steering wheel, resting his hands on his lap. | The Corrections | Jonathan Franzen | his | |
231 | In her bedroom, on his knees, he planted his thumbs on her hipbones and pressed his mouth to her thighs and then to her whatever; she felt returned to a childhood world of Grimm and C. | The Corrections | Jonathan Franzen | his | |
232 | With the ridged yellow nail of his thumb, Alfred pushed the polarity switch to Forward and handed the drill back to Gary, and for the first time since his arrival, their eyes met. | The Corrections | Jonathan Franzen | his | |
233 | The fabrics were rich woolens and cashmeres, the cuts jazzy and loose, so that he no longer looked like a racetrack tout, with his chewed cigar end and his thumbs in his waistcoat. | The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay | Michael Chabon | his | |
234 | Love and his friends to pick them up; the elbow in his ribs, the roar and ashy smell of the Cadillac’s heater, the sharp shaft of December air blowing in through the car window on the way down; the burn of a shot of rye he accepted from John Pye’s flask; the lingering mark of Bacon’s teeth and the imprint of his thumbs on Sammy’s hips. | The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay | Michael Chabon | his | |
235 | And he jabbed his thumb at the bigger of the houses which had two stories and perhaps ten windows. | Parrot and Olivier in America | Peter Carey | his | |
236 | He occasionally wet his thumb in brandy and smudged at what he drew. | Parrot and Olivier in America | Peter Carey | his | |
237 | He’d draw eyes on each of his index-finger knuckles and tuck his thumbs inside his fists. | Oryx and Crake | Margaret Atwood | his | |
238 | Then he continues on, across the moat, past the sentry boxes where the CorpSeCorps armed guards once stood and the glassed-in cubicles where they’d monitored the surveillance equipment, then past the rampart watchtower with the steel door – standing forever open, now – where he’d once have been ordered to present his thumbprint and the iris of his eye. | Oryx and Crake | Margaret Atwood | his | |
239 | The worst for me was the painful aikido grip where you placed your thumb between victim’s pointer finger and middle finger, grabbed his thumb, and twisted his hand up under his armpit. | Newjack: Guarding Sing Sing | Ted Conover | his | |
240 | Doctors thought it had, but then they noticed blood pulsing from a wound where his index finger had contracted and cut deep into his thumb—a sign that his heart was still pumping. | Newjack: Guarding Sing Sing | Ted Conover | his | |
241 | He pulled his bunk away from the wall and tipped up a box he kept on the floor; soon, wriggling between his thumb and pinky was a small cockroach. | Newjack: Guarding Sing Sing | Ted Conover | his | |
242 | He bites his thumb where the nail is missing. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | his | |
243 | I run my fingers over his thumb, fascinated by the missing nail, which Lefty has always told me a monkey bit off at the zoo. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | his | |
244 | He stuck in his thumb and pulled out a plum … After the first roll of her eyes the Object resettled her gaze on mine, and then what she was feeling showed only there, in the green depths her eyes revealed. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | his | |
245 | Often my father would rub my shirt between his thumb and fingers and ask, “Is this preppy?” | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | his | |
246 | For the first few minutes I concentrated on the circular light, but finally, drawing in my chin, I looked down to see that Luce was holding the crocus between his thumb and forefinger. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | his | |
247 | He bites his thumb where the nail is missing. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | his | |
248 | I run my fingers over his thumb, fascinated by the missing nail, which Lefty has always told me a monkey bit off at the zoo. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | his | |
249 | He stuck in his thumb and pulled out a plum … After the first roll of her eyes the Object resettled her gaze on mine, and then what she was feeling showed only there, in the green depths her eyes revealed. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | his | |
250 | Often my father would rub my shirt between his thumb and fingers and ask, “Is this preppy?” | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | his | |
251 | For the first few minutes I concentrated on the circular light, but finally, drawing in my chin, I looked down to see that Luce was holding the crocus between his thumb and forefinger. | Middlesex | Jeffrey Eugenides | his | |
252 | He managed to snatch a handful of my hair, his thumb, as he did so, jabbing into my left eye. | March | Geraldine Brooks | his | |
253 | He sucked his lip and looked only at his thumbs, or at the ceiling, and his voice was barely audible. | Housekeeping | Marilynne Robinson | his | |
254 | He took up his knife, that he always kept by him, and tested the edge with his thumb. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
255 | At last he slowly put his thumb to the latch, and came in. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
256 | He raises his thumb and smudged forefinger to the bridge of his nose, and pinches. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
257 | He fingers the soft flesh beneath my jaw, puts his thumbs to my cheeks, draws down my eye-lids. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
258 | He walks a minute about the room, leaning rigidly to gaze into my uncle's book-presses—now his hands are behind his back; his thumb still twitches, however. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
259 | He takes her hand, his fingers moving about hers: they seem large, also— his thumb extends almost to the bone of her wrist. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
260 | He catches my eye, draws back his thumb. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
261 | He presses with his thumb at the skin of his wrist and palm, and then it falls faster. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
262 | He steps to the fire, wets his thumb and finger upon his tongue, puts out the candle; then he sits in a huddle in the arm-chair and makes a blanket of his coat. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
263 | His face is still kind, he still smiles; but he takes my wrist and moves his thumb across it, and tries, again, to hand me into the coach. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
264 | Then he puts his hand to his mouth and bites at the skin of his thumb, and frowns. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
265 | He puts his hand to his mouth and begins to bite, again, at the skin of his thumb; and he watches me, carefully, cautiously, from the side of his eye. | Fingersmith | Sarah Waters | his | |
266 | He had bounced her in his arms, run his thumb over her flaky eyebrows, and hummed a lullaby. | A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS | Khaled Hosseini | his | |
267 | He unhooked his thumbs from the belt loops and made himself more upright, taking on a self-conscious air of menace. | A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS | Khaled Hosseini | his | |
268 | He squeezed the inner corners of his eyes with his thumb and forefinger. | A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS | Khaled Hosseini | his | |
269 | And then she was crying, and when he went to wipe her cheek with the pad of his thumb she swiped his hand away. | A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS | Khaled Hosseini | his | |
270 | There was a scrap of metal this big-" Here, he spread his thumb and index finger apart to show her, at least doubling, in Mariam's estimation, the actual size of it. | A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS | Khaled Hosseini | his | |
271 | The harbormaster pulled up a loose-leaf notebook, riffled the pages with his thumb, then handed the book to Quoyle. | The Shipping News | E. Annie Proulx | his | |
272 | Waited, biting his thumbnail. | The Shipping News | E. Annie Proulx | his | |
273 | He slipped the boy's knapsack straps loose and set the pack on the floor behind him and he put his thumbnail under the aluminum clip on the top of the can and opened it. | The Road | Cormac McCarthy | his | |
274 | He felt with his thumb in the painted wood of the mantle the pinholes from tacks that had held stockings forty years ago. | The Road | Cormac McCarthy | his | |
275 | He took the lighter from his pocket and struck the wheel with his thumb. | The Road | Cormac McCarthy | his | |
276 | He held the stem between his thumb and forefinger and let it drop. | The Road | Cormac McCarthy | his | |
277 | He twisted the cap off the gascan and he made a small paper spill from one of the seedpackets and poured gas into the bottle and put his thumb over the mouth and shook it. | The Road | Cormac McCarthy | his | |
278 | They had only two cups and he drank his coffee from the bowl he'd eaten from, his thumbs hooked over the rim. | The Road | Cormac McCarthy | his | |
279 | He chipped at it with the nail of his thumb. | The Road | Cormac McCarthy | his | |
280 | The man wiped the dust from the caps of the jars and pushed on the lids with his thumb. | The Road | Cormac McCarthy | his | |
281 | He tried to push the lids up off the jars with his thumbs but they were on too tight. | The Road | Cormac McCarthy | his | |
282 | Then he set about pulling the small black threads from his skin, pressing down with the flat of his thumb. | The Road | Cormac McCarthy | his | |
283 | Walking home, Charlie would hold out his hand and rub his thumb against his fingers, saying, “Feel that air,” while holding my hand with his other. | WISDOM OF OUR FATHERS | Tim Russert | his | |
284 | He reaches for one of little dodecahedrons and presses it hard between his fingers, so hard that when he parts them it sticks to his forefinger and he sees the portcullis impressed in the pad of his thumb. | Umbrella | Will Self | his | |
285 | All this is, Busner thinks, still inadequate to the task of expressing the quality of her resipiscence – a return to good health of a miraculous nature. – I – I daresay Miss, ah, Death, that at least initially – upon your admission that is . . . he desires to chafe the backs of her hands, hold them palm-down and strum with his thumbs vein, bone and tendon . . . your details were taken down correctly, but that was a long time ago, you’ve been here at Friern Hospital . . . | Umbrella | Will Self | his | |
286 | Honest, her duplicitous husband replied, taking her hand and rubbing his thumb over the fretwork of bone and tendon and artery . . . | Umbrella | Will Self | his | |
287 | Father set down the picnic basket and tucked his thumbs into the waistband of his trousers, gazing left and right before declaring the position “just right.” | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | his | |
288 | He drew on his cigarette and exhaled, running his thumb along the outline of her hair, over her shoulder, around the curve of her breast— “Jimmy?” | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | his | |
289 | He stuck the pad of his thumb in his chin dimple and frowned, still staring at the page. | THE SECRET KEEPER | Kate Morton | his | |
290 | They’d bleached the nicotine stains from the first and second fingers of his right hand and taught him to smoke like a Frenchman, using his thumb and forefinger. | THE NIGHTINGALE | Kristin Hannah | his | |
291 | Ari whimpered in his sleep and greedily sucked his thumb. | THE NIGHTINGALE | Kristin Hannah | his | |
292 | “Maman,” he mumbled around his thumb, which he was furiously sucking. | THE NIGHTINGALE | Kristin Hannah | his | |
293 | Bir, an illiterate man, had put his thumb impression on the lease deed. | The Lives of Others | Neel Mukherjee | his | |
294 | The plot belonged to him, the lessee, now; the deed on which Bir had put the imprint of his thumb was a sale deed, not a deed of lease. | The Lives of Others | Neel Mukherjee | his | |
295 | He has to do his old trick of twisting his thumb to its most extreme possible to prevent himself from adding, ‘Not you or your type.’ | The Lives of Others | Neel Mukherjee | his | |
296 | He pokes a sharp knife at one corner of the sickle and with a quick, sharp dig-and-twist movement loosens a little bit of skin, enough so that the pinch formed of his thumb and forefinger has a purchase on the flap. | The Lives of Others | Neel Mukherjee | his | |
297 | Nash shook his hand and then pointed at Rapp with his thumb. | THE LAST MAN | Vince Flynn | his | |
298 | He pointed at the station chief, snapped his fingers, and then hooked his thumb toward the door. | THE LAST MAN | Vince Flynn | his | |
299 | “We’re shooters,” Rapp said, waving his thumb back and forth between Hurley and himself. | THE LAST MAN | Vince Flynn | his | |
300 | “This is nice stuff,” said Jack, taking the paper and feeling the top sheet with his thumb. | The Feud | Thomas Berger | his | |
301 | As soon as the door closed behind them, Junior swung around and put his thumb to his nose and blew a raspberry at the station. | The Feud | Thomas Berger | his | |
302 | When he reached the highway he went above the intersection a block or two and began to show his thumb to the cars that passed. | The Feud | Thomas Berger | his | |
303 | He gave Jim a nasty, secret smile and took his gum out of his mouth and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. | The Collected Stories of Jean Stafford | Jean Stafford | his | |
304 | He ran his thumb along the edge of the photo. | THE BRIDGE | Karen Kingsbury | his | |
305 | He ran his thumbs along the sides of her hands. | THE BRIDGE | Karen Kingsbury | his | |
306 | He loosened the flap with his thumb and willed his hands to be still. | THE BRIDGE | Karen Kingsbury | his | |
307 | He ran his thumbs along her hands, his eyes locked on hers. | THE BRIDGE | Karen Kingsbury | his | |
308 | He ran his thumb along her cheekbone, lost in her eyes. | THE BRIDGE | Karen Kingsbury | his | |
309 | I asked how much money had been allocated by Baghdad, and he held his thumb and finger up in a zero. | The Assassins' Gate: America in Iraq | George Packer | his | |
310 | Luke, agitated, was flicking his thumbnail against his teeth. | St. Urbain's Horseman | Mordecai Richler | his | |
311 | We were pushing our tongues into each other’s mouths as far as we could and I could just feel the edge of his thumb and fingers on my panties. | St. Urbain's Horseman | Mordecai Richler | his | |
312 | “Exactly the way he stood there with his thumbs in his pistol belt. | St. Urbain's Horseman | Mordecai Richler | his | |
313 | Sidney, her youngest, still sucked his thumb. | St. Urbain's Horseman | Mordecai Richler | his | |
314 | Not tying his arm, not coating his thumb with hot mustard. | St. Urbain's Horseman | Mordecai Richler | his | |
315 | Simpson spread his palms and touched the tips of his thumbs together as if to frame the monogram. | MRS. GRANT AND MADAME JULE | Jennifer Chiaverini | his | |
316 | He glimpsed the tattoo he had given himself as a child, his initials etched upon the back of his left hand between his thumb and forefinger, his defiant, indelible rebuttal to all those who would deny his right to bear the proud name of Booth. | MRS. GRANT AND MADAME JULE | Jennifer Chiaverini | his | |
317 | Harold was frowning, picking at the skin around his thumbnail. | MRS. EVERYTHING | Jennifer Weiner | his | |
318 | Finally, he brushed her cheek with his thumb. | MRS. EVERYTHING | Jennifer Weiner | his | |
319 | “Get in,” he ordered, jerking his thumb. | MARRIED LOVERS | Jackie Collins | his | |
320 | He carried his black alpaca coat hanging from his thumb down over the back of his shoulder. | Losing Battles | Eudora Welty | his | |
321 | As they passed Banner School, he faced the window-packed schoolhouse, laid his thumb to his nose, and played on all his fingers at the imprisoned children. | Losing Battles | Eudora Welty | his | |
322 | He could remember that each of his thumbs had been slowly, almost gently, twisted inward to the palms until the bone above the first knuckle was screwed tight into the joint and at last the ball of the bone was sprung from the socket with a loud popping sound. | House Made of Dawn | N. Scott Momaday | his | |
323 | There was a black metate by the door, the coarse, igneous grain of the shallow bowl forever bleached with meal, and in the ashes of the fire were several ears and cobs of corn, each no bigger than his thumb, charred and brittle, but whole and hard as wood. | House Made of Dawn | N. Scott Momaday | his | |
324 | Ferrason: I assure you, sir … The Marshal lifted his thumb and for five seconds the wind surged and caterwauled in the park. | Gossip from the Forest | Thomas Keneally | his | |
325 | He took a wing collar from his suitcase and rubbed it with his thumb, speaking dreamily. | Gossip from the Forest | Thomas Keneally | his | |
326 | The acid from its pores stung his thumb. | Gossip from the Forest | Thomas Keneally | his | |
327 | He turned over on his side to face her and he was filled with an aching love for the thing they had destroyed and tears were coming down her face and he wiped them away with his thumbs. | FLEISHMAN IS IN TROUBLE | Taffy Brodesser-Akner | his | |
328 | Morelli had his hands under my shirt and supposedly was installing the wire, but his thumb kept tracing a line across the tip of my breast. | FEARLESS FOURTEEN | Janet Evanovich | his | |
329 | He tapped his chest with his thumb. | DELUSION IN DEATH | J D Robb | his | |
330 | He cut a reed from the New Year narcissus and blew tunes between his thumbs. | China Men | Maxine Hong Kingston | his | |
331 | He held out a piece of sugar; he cupped a grassblade between his thumbs and whistled. | China Men | Maxine Hong Kingston | his | |
332 | He hooked his thumbs on his belt under his jacket. | CHASING DARKNESS | Robert Crais | his | |
333 | They gained on him easily, and when they were almost upon him, he stopped running and threw up his arm, pointing with his thumb toward Ebbensville. | And Then We Heard the Thunder | John Killens | his | |
334 | A shard of glass was lodged in the skin at the base of his thumb, and as we watched he deftly plucked it out, looked at it, and dropped it on the floor where he ground it under his heel. | An Unfinished Season | Ward Just | his | |
335 | Now he moved his foot over the scar in the parquet where he had ground the shard of glass that had torn his thumb; and I thought I saw a smile. | An Unfinished Season | Ward Just | his | |
336 | He extracted his Havana from its silver tube and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, testing density. | An Unfinished Season | Ward Just | his | |
337 | He rubbed the grass between his thumb and forefinger. | AGENDA 21 | Glenn Beck with Harriet Parke | his | |
338 | He kept rubbing the leaf between his thumb and his finger. | AGENDA 21 | Glenn Beck with Harriet Parke | his | |
339 | He rubbed his thumb over it, then handed it back, and I put it deep into the mat. | AGENDA 21 | Glenn Beck with Harriet Parke | his | |
340 | Percy executed the man after extracting a confession by hanging him from his thumbs. | A VOYAGE LONG AND STRANGE | Tony Horwitz | his | |
341 | “No,” said Tagliavia, the prosperous-looking Maresciallo of Finance, hooking his thumbs in his waistcoat, “you did not forget to do it because you did not know you were supposed to do it. | A Bell for Adano | John Hersey | his | |
342 | Gargano the Two-Hands made two circles with his thumbs and forefingers and put the circles up to his eyes and peered through them at the picture. | A Bell for Adano | John Hersey | his | |
343 | Gargano stepped forward and said: “What the Mister Mayor wishes to say is that the eyes”—Gargano made those circles with his thumbs and forefingers and put them up to his own eyes—”the eyes of the portrait are honest.” | A Bell for Adano | John Hersey | his |
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