Quotes About Nerves

I'm sure the gentlemen have had quite enough of decorations and flower arrangements and whose feelings will be hurt by what." "Gladly, Stepmama," said Lady Charlotte. "Mr. Carsington, perhaps you would help me choose something to soothe the gentlemen's delicate nerves.

Poor human nature, so richly endowed with nerves of anguish, so splendidly made for pain and sorrow, is but slenderly equipped for joy. —George Du Maurier

I am a thirty four year old woman with long straight hair and an old bikini bathing suit and bad nerves sitting on an island in the middle of the Pacific waiting for a Tidal Wave that will not come

If you think I'm being nervous dealing with your attitude...Better be careful, I might be checking your nerves.

Yet even then I do not think that my madness would take the form of persecution mania, since when in a state of excitement my feelings lead me rather to the contemplation of eternity, and eternal life. But all the same I must beware of my nerves, etc.

I can't listen to music too often. It affects your nerves, makes you want to say stupid nice things and stroke the heads of people who could create such beauty while living in this vile hell.

Set up another case bartender! The best thing for a case of nerves is a case of Scotch.

Death is appalling to those of the most iron nerves, when it comes quietly and in the stillness and solitude of night.

the strain of unrelieved company for days on end rather got on my nerves. After a week of visiting, gossip, daily medical clinics, and the small but constant crises that attend living rough with a large family group, I was ready to dig a small hole under a log and climb in, just for the sake of a quarter hour's solitude.

I can't listen to music often. It plays on my nerves; it makes me want to say silly, tender things and stroke the heads of people who, living in a dirty hell, can yet create such beauty.

I am inclined to think that in one sense we have to feel more than others—yes, doubly more—since the very attempt to restrain natural promptings entails suffering. Imagine boys—and girls too—brought up not to resort to the shedding of a tear or the uttering of a groan for the relief of their feelings, and there is a physiological problem whether such effort steels their nerves or makes them more sensitive.

After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs. – Emily Dickinson

I nervi ubbidiscono all'anima, le braccia all'idea, e dove non vi sono né idee né anima, o intorpidisce il letargo o la vita stultizza.

The effect of this staleness is the same everywhere; it is seen in all drug-taking and dram-drinking and every form of the tendency to increase the dose. Men seek stranger sins or more startling obscenities as stimulants to their jaded sense. They seek after mad oriental religions for the same reason. They try to stab their nerves to life. . . . They are walking in their sleep and try to wake themselves up with nightmares.

eye at the end of each arm. But the starfish doesn't have an actual brain to tell it what it's seeing. Instead, nerves run from its mouth to each of its eyes, and sensors in its many tubelike "feet" actually find food. So the starfish is perfectly able to move and eat and do all that it needs to live, but it can't think. The starfish can't "see" what path it should take—it just goes where its body tells it to go.

Haar zenuwen waren als koorden gespannen en trilden onder Betsy's beledigingen als onder ruwe handen.

Dun-colored fathers tend to shy at obstacles, and therefore you do not want a father of this color, because life, in one sense, is nothing but obstacles, and his continual shying will reduce your nerves to grease.

Anxiety and depression are both caused by an imbalance in chemicals in our nervous system that stimulate and inhibit how frequently nerves communicate with each other. Too much stimulation or too much inhibition breaks the delicate balance in our nervous system and leads to aberrant behavior.

That's how myths are born. Out of our carelessness, out of our tattered nerves, out of jokes that go wrong and flashy gestures.

There is something about knowing you are not safe in sleep that gives a person bad dreams. The expectation of being woken every night — that feeling of insecurity and dread I remember carrying around with me as my marriage was drawing to a close, like a rotting smell I couldn't find the source of, shit I didn't know I stepped in. The subconscious starts sending messages: Be vigilant. Don't relax. Here's a boogeyman or two to keep your nerves on edge.

The day was one of those early Spring days that for some mysterious reason, very hard to analyse, are felt to be ill-omened and unpleasant. Something was certainly wrong with this day! All animal nerves felt it. All human nerves felt it. All living things were irritable, restless, disturbed; sick without being sick; sad without being sad; annoyed without any apparent cause for annoyance!

It is a thing of nerves , this brutish sting, this erotic obsession, of nerves and of the psyche, the soul, the self! The flesh is pathetically, beautifully, grotesquely innocent. It is in the nerves that all lecheries, all lusts, all passions lie...in the nerves and the imagination.

that nature of God, is transmitted from the cortex cells of the brain, throbs through your nerves, down through your person, into every cell of your being, into every cell of your brain and blood and flesh and bone, into the million, five hundred thousand cells in every square inch of your skin, and they are alive with God. That is divine healing.

That's a lovely experience when you make an audience laugh. Then the nerves go away for a bit. And sometimes you do things then that you've never done before that are really funny.