There's the animal's toes.

Fingers trace the curve of his jaw.

They say that since his wife passed away, he won't move a finger.

I had to amputate his fingers.

Only then did his fingers relax.

His fingers move very well.

How could somebody read using their fingertips?

Fadil quietly opened the backdoor and tiptoed into the house.

Check his fingers one more time at the concert.

2 SERVANT Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with me.

Let's see what happens to Pepe, hope he does not hurt his fingers.

And I would lift him, and he would put his fingers through.

His fingers trembled while doing so.

Of course, I'm the vice president's eyes, ears, mouth.

Poor old Corky ran his fingers through his hair in a temperamental sort of way.

He would have had to be calm enough to wipe off any fingerprints left on the knife.

And as I wondered what he was up to, his stick fingers made their way up to his pajama shirt, fumbling with his buttons.

Or if they were dark cells, it was like iron corrugated, and he would put his fingers through.

Eyes, nose, face, toes, tail, anus, inner organs, blood, fur and don't forget about the brains.

If a man falls for a woman, and gets his fingers burned, so he won't be singed again, what does he do?

Subsequently, he allegedly was suspended by his arms, and electric shocks were applied to his fingers.

And as I wondered what he was up to, his stick fingers made their way up to his pajama shirt, fumbling with his buttons.

Sir Charles must've been tiptoeing back to Baskerville Hall when he died.

That's just it, Watson. Well done, my boy. But he wasn't tiptoeing.

In a child, before the age of about six months, if they lose their fingertip in an accident, they'll re grow their fingertip.

As it went down, slipping lightly through the old man's fingers... ... he could still feel the great weight... ... though the pressure of his thumb and finger were almost imperceptible.

He was eating this orange, sugary candy that he kept dipping his fingers into, and since there was so much saliva on his hands, this orange paste started to form on his palms.

You know, he never quite made it to all of them every day, but he wanted to visit all 156 prisoners. And I would lift him, and he would put his fingers through.

His brain is as cunning as his fingers, and though we meet signs of him at every turn, we never know where to find the man himself.

But there's no unemployment in World of Warcraft no sitting around, wringing your hands there's always something specific and important to be done.

For a facial slap, the interrogator was supposed to hit with fingers slightly spread, at equal length between the tip of the chin and the bottom of the corresponding earlobe.

He felt the hand that had closed round his wrist with his disengaged fingers, and his fingers went timorously up the arm, patted a muscular chest, and explored a bearded face.

He was eating this orange, sugary candy that he kept dipping his fingers into, and since there was so much saliva on his hands, this orange paste started to form on his palms.

Because the brain of a person trying to tickle herself anticipates the sensations that will be caused by her fingers a process performed within the cerebellum the sensation no longer tickles.

Another method of ill treatment consisted in coiling wire around fingers and genitals and applying electric current to the wire (magneto) at the same time, buckets of dirty water were poured over him.

Presently, after many hasty snatches into the fire, and still hastier withdrawals of his fingers (whereby he seemed to be scorching them badly), he at last succeeded in drawing out the biscuit then blowing off the heat and ashes a little, he made a polite offer of it to the little negro.

However, as if she was sorry for her behaviour, she immediately opened the door again and walked in on her tiptoes, as if she was in the presence of a serious invalid or a total stranger.

The light in the living room was turned off only late at night, and now it was easy to establish that his parents and his sister had stayed awake all this time, for one could hear clearly as all three moved away on tiptoe.

By turn hilarious and haunting, poet Shane Koyczan puts his finger on the pulse of what it's like to be young and different. To This Day, his spoken word poem about bullying, captivated millions as a viral video . Here, he gives a glorious, live reprise with backstory and violin accompaniment by Hannah Epperson.