Quotes about Nerves

We all know the internal trials of the soul react upon the body, rending its nerves and affecting its strength—" A broken spirit drieth the bones" (Prov. 17: 22)

Henry added with apparent anxiety, 'You're wet through, Sarah. One day you'll catch your death of cold.' A cliché with its popular wisdom can sometimes fall through a conversation like a note of doom, yet even if we had known he spoke the truth, I wonder if either of us would have felt any genuine anxiety for her break through our nerves, distrust, and hate.

Chastity ... has, even now, a religious importance in a woman's life, and has so wrapped itself round with nerves and instincts that to cut it free and bring it to the light of day demands courage of the rarest.

Music makes one feel so romantic - at least it always gets on one's nerves -which is the same thing nowadays.

Nerves are God's gift to you, reminding you that your life is not passing you by, Make friend with the butterflies. Welcome them when they come, revel in them, enjoy them, and if they go away, do whatever it takes to put yourself in a position where they return. Better to have a stomach full of butterflies than to feel like life is passing you by.

Music makes one feel so romantic - at least it always gets on one's nerves - which is the same thing nowadays.

The thought of retirement set his nerves twitching and straining: he always prayed that death would come first.

Anger and jealousy are spasms of the nerves, not of the heart.

The exercise of prayer in those who habitually exert it must be regarded by us doctors as the most adequate and normal of all the pacifiers of the mind and calmers of the nerves.

Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it, poor creatures that we are!

measure my accomplishments," said Daniel W. Josselyn, "not by how tired I am at the end of the day, but how tired I am not." He said, "When I feel particularly tired at the end of the day, or when irritability proves that my nerves are tired, I know beyond question that it has been an inefficient day both as to quantity and quality.

My nerves tingled with the sense of adventure. Throwing aside my cigarette, I closed my hand upon the butt of my revolver, and, walking swiftly up the door, I looked in.