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I sat down and tried to rest. I could not; though I had been on foot all day, I could not now repose an instant; I was too much excited. A phase of my life was closing tonight, a new one opening tomorrow: impossible to slumber in the interval; I must watch feverishly while the change was being accomplished.
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nerves
excitement
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Charlotte Brontë |
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--the ethereal, fine-nerved, sensitive girl, quite unfitted by temperament and instinct to fulfil the conditions of the matrimonial relation with Phillotson, possibly with scarce any man...
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sex
men
ethereal
nerves
prude
sue-bridehead
matrimony
temperament
sensitive
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Thomas Hardy |
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The movements of some more little red birds in the garden, like animated rosebuds, appeared unbearably jittery and thievish. It was as though the creatures were attached by sensitive wires to his nerves.
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nerves
hangover
birds
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Malcolm Lowry |
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"Everyone, this is the new girl. Elder knows her. New girl, this is everyone." A few people look up politely; some actually smile. Most, however, look wary at best, disgusted at worse. The nurse closest to me jabs her finger behind her ear and starts whispering to nobody. "What's wrong with her?" I ask Harley as he leads me to the table he was sitting at. "Oh, don't worry, we're all mad here." I giggle, mostly from nerves. "It's a good thing I read Alice in Wonder-land . I definitely think I've fallen into the rabbit hole." "Read what?" Harley asks. "Never mind." All around me, eyes follow my every move. "Look," I say loudly. "I know I look different. But I'm just a person, like you." I hold my head up high, looking them all in the eyes, trying to hold their stares for as long as possible. "You tell 'em," says Harley with another Cheshire grin."
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mad
alice-in-wonderland
down-the-rabbit-hole
harley
introducing
we-are-all-mad-here
amy-martin
cheshire
nerves
stranger
different
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Beth Revis |
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Morrie had amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), Lou Gehrig's disease, a brutal, unforgiving illness of the neurological system. There was no known cure.
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terminal
ill
cure
nerves
sick
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Mitch Albom |
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I adore complaining-- it calms the nerves
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nerves
whining
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Franny Billingsley |
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ALS is like a lit candle: it melts your nerves and leaves your body a pile of wax.. you cannot support yourself standing.. you cannot sit up straight. By the end, if you are still alive.. your soul, perfectly awake, is imprisoned inside a limp husk.. like something from a science fiction movie, the man frozen inside his own flesh.
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candle
terminal
ill
nerves
disease
soul
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