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Who who whose smell in the air of her room, whose fingerprints all over her friends' secret places.
Clean your Finger, before you point at my Spots.
I recognize the lion by his paw.
It is in the instinctual interpretation of voice and personality that we form our judgments of others. Nothing beats that. Not fingerprints, not DNA, not the pointed finger of an eyewitness.
My choices are like my fingerprints, they make me unique
While sight may deceive you, touch rarely does.
Blood, sweat and fingers.
We leave traces of ourselves wherever we go, on whatever we touch.
A monologue defines its author as reliably as his fingerprints.
Sometimes everybody touches in the dark. You touch to see what you can stand to touch, what you can to feel with your fingers probing parts you never though you could probably probe - Gray
Be quiet, darling. Let pattern recognition have its way.
pattern that looked like
Now it's time to play a brand new game called Name That Barcode. Here's the first one: "Thick black, thin white, thick black, thick white, thick black, thin white." OK who's going to identify that?
The irregular and intimate quality of things made entirely by the human hand.
I know your face by touch when it's dark, I know the profile of your sleeping face, the sound of you sleeping.
Electrophoresis.
You have a gorgeous ass, and it holds handprints beautifully.
Oh, well, how nice for me.
Every person has a signature. Just some people don't know it yet.
My face is my passport.
Even monkeys recognize each other
The finger of suspicion never forgets the way it has once pointed ...
To a database person, every nail looks like a thumb. Or something like that.
Well firstly, that points certainly at the need for international standards on biometrics that would move in the same direction so that we can have the same technical requirements.
Each individual is as individual as their fingerprints, and I think that's extraordinary.
You can tell a lot about people if you just look. Life leaves marks.
But there is only one surefire method of proper pattern recognition, and that is science.
Every criminal leaves psychic fingerprints. And he can't wear gloves to hide them.
We writers, as we work our way deeper into our craft, learn to drop more and more personal clues. Like burglars who secretly wish to be caught, we leave our fingerprints on broken locks, our voiceprints in bugged rooms, our footprints in the wet concrete.
Look at the footprints you've made.
If you use Facebook - as I do - Facebook in all likelihood has a unique digital file of your face, one that can be as accurate as a fingerprint and that can be used to identify you in a photo of a large crowd.
Always keep a sharp lookout. "Keep your finger out"!
Snowlight, moonlight, a confusion of paw-prints.
Some people have the Midas touch, other's dip their fingers in sticky, permanent black ink, Smudged. Unlucky.
That's right, baby. Scratch me up. Make your mark. I wanna look at my body later and know who I belong to.
No ID, no person
Hey, look, I just regenerated a finger. Guess which one.
specifically to help identify
I didn't hear the footsteps. Or see the shadow. Instead from where I was crouched on the ground, the green of the grass filling my vision, the first thing I made out were hands, a flat silver ring on the middle finger of each. One was clutching my notes. The other was reaching out for me.
Every species, human and subhuman, has some distinguishing mark, so that you can tell a man from a beast, or a dog from a cow.
Fingers get habits - have memories of their own.
I have come to kno one thing without ay shadow of doubt: if anything in this universe reflects the fingerprint of God, it is the human heart
The artists we love, they put their fingerprint on your imagination, and on your heart and your soul.
A burnt finger remember the fire.
grave goods by themselves. 9. Hunter-gatherers made these handprints about 9,000 years ago in the 'Hands Cave', in Argentina. It looks as if these long-dead hands are reaching towards us from within the rock. This is one of the most moving relics of the ancient forager
PROSPERO THE ENCHANTER uses a pocket knife to slit his daughter's fingertips open, one by one, watching wordlessly as she cries until calm enough to heal them, drips of blood slowly creeping backward. The skin melds together, swirls of fingerprint ridges finding one another
the pale hand of an enormous albino with long white hair.
A four-letter alphabet called DNA.
Every photograph is the result of a physical imprint transferred by light reflections onto a sensitive surface. The photograph is thus a type of icon, or visual likeness, which bears an indexical relationship to its object.
Those features are burned so deep into my memory and my heart that I should recognize them anywhere in the world from among a thousand others, who might appear identical to any one but me.
The fingerprints of God are often invisible until you look at them in the rearview mirror.
God left so many fingerprints at the scene of Creation that you wonder - does He want to be found, or does He want to be stopped?
name on the side of it. His pulse beginning to accelerate,
I have very real concerns about the civil liberties implications of ultimately requiring every resident to submit themselves for compulsory fingerprinting or some other biometric test.
One thing nobody knows about me is that three of my fingers are edible, but I cant tell you which fingers.
We are leaving behind a universe of forms determined by exactly repeatable, visible imprints and moving toward a new visual environment dominated by exactly transmissible but invisible algorithms.
Of all the parts of your body, be most vigilant over your index finger, for it is blame-thirsty. A pointed finger is a victim's logo.
Touch is one of the most intuitive things in the world.
People's hands fascinate me. It's tempting to look at a businessman's left hand and see if there's an indentation from a missing wedding ring. Or maybe there's a tan line and the skin is pressed down where's he's worked a ring off his finger.
They see my fingers, they run. Dominique. Alicia. Penny.
They see my fingers, they want their hair pulled. Alex. Renee. Kristin.
The subconscious leaves its fingerprints, but there's a stranger down there, too. A hell of a weird guy who knows a hell of a lot. (Ballad of the Flexible Bullet)
We have experienced an utter explosion in investigative techniques. Walk the streets, look at the cameras! They are now recognising people automatically from photos; we have DNA fingerprinting, infrascan photos that can identify you from the veins in your face.
A police photograph is like a passport photograph: the intelligence which casts a veil over the crude common shape is never recorded by the cheap lens. No one can deny the contours of the flesh, the shape of nose and mouth, and yet we protest, This isn't me.
Look for echoes. Sometimes the same shape or direction will echo through the picture.
of his fingers and the little egg
Every thought you produce, anything you say, any action you do, it bears your signature.
Fingers. They had served them to Littlefinger,
Even the blind man can see the beauty as it rides upon the sound of a voice, edge itself between the lines on his fingerprints to be spread upon the smooth snippets of life he touches.
You can't really know the person standing before you, because always there is some missing piece
If you look back at my story, it doesn't matter where you look, but God's fingerprints are all over the place.
the wrinkled sleeve of the head
But of course it's always gonna be Suicide, our fingerprints, ya know? You can't ever get rid of that.
If you look at me close enough, there's a small resemblance to a chicken nugget. I don't know if it's my skin texture or my hair, but the resemblance is definitely there.
Identifying someone by his, or her, outward appearance is often the first and most common error in the world
Experiments at Seattle aquarium prove that octopuses can tell individual humans apart - even when the people are dressed identically - just by looking up at them through the water.
Tactile than olfactory - but I could discern nothing else about it.
Touch is the first language we speak.
The human brain is an incredible pattern-matching machine.
The signature of our eyes, in other words, the way we look never changes even at the age of hundred!
Identification is not the same as knowing someone through and through.
Too many people don't protect their smartphones with a password or PIN. I anticipate that Apple's fingerprint reader will in fact make iPhone 5S owners more likely to secure their smartphones.
My soul,
how will I recognize you if we meet?
Touching: The Human Significance of the Skin,
the enemy of security: repetition leads to patterns, and cryptanalysts thrive on patterns.
One tends to give one's fingers too little credit for their own good sense.
Authenticity is key.
Who is it can read a woman?
First time it's a stranger. Second time its just a coincidence. Third time it's a tail
She took the bottom of her shirt and wiped the handles of the blades. He made a face.
"What was that for?"
"Fingerprints. I'm not wastin' time explainin' to cops why six inches of steel went into a dumbass.
Snowflakes are unique, just like fingerprints, which means there is nothing quite so unique in the universe as a snowman's fingerprints.
Distinctive facial features of a parent are poor people's paternity test.
Touch has a memory.
You can know who a person is simply by staring into their eyes.
...you'd think my own face would know me...
Jake frowned and looked down at his identically dressed infant. "How do you know which one is which?"
"A father always knows," Big Tag said. "Also, I marked this one with a Sharpie. See, it looks like a tiny mole right behind her ear.
By the texting of your thumb, something wicked this way comes? I
What did the 5 fingers say to the face. S L A P!
What do you think is the world's most recognisable container of information? It's the human face. We are constantly reading each other and responding.
Parris said IAFIS makes fifty thousand fingerprint comparisons a day with a 95 percent accuracy rate.
Open the book. (The gilt rubs off the edges of the pages and pollinates the fingertips.)
The ability to identify someone at a moment's notice by snapping a photo of him or her, to trigger an immediate influx of data about the person behind the face, will forever change the world.