I love chicken. I would eat chicken fingers on Thanksgiving if it were socially acceptable.

I have terrible handwriting. I now say it's a learning disability... but a nun who was a very troubled woman hit me over the fingers with a ruler because my writing was so bad.

Have you heard of this new thing called the internet? It's giving people new expectations. It's allowing them to become their own expert. Knowledge lies anxious at their fingertips. Gloss over the truth in your advertising and you'll quickly be dismissed as a poser.

Although Bill Finger literally typed the scripts in the early days he wrote the scripts from ideas that we mutually collaborated on. Many of the unique concepts and story twists also came from my own fertile imagination.

It felt as if things were literally slipping through my fingers. Things were just streaming away from me. I lost my sense of humor. I'm still looking for that.

I went to the store and bought lady fingers when I got home I noticed one of the fingers was missing so I went back to the store and the manager was nice enough to give me the finger.

He who puts out his hand to stop the wheel of history will have his fingers crushed.

Yes they broke the law but we can't deport them. Let's get over this pointing fingers and do something about that whether it - they have to pay a fine learn to speak English the history you can do that. And then you have to give visas for the skills we need.

Happiness never lays its finger on its pulse.

It would be very glamorous to be reincarnated as a great big ring on Liz Taylor's finger.