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had been like wandering into the wrong carnival sideshow, the kind that left one feeling sick and slightly soiled.
I felt strange, kind of disoriented, but I didn't hurt.
I think my liver hurts.
I was a hundred-percent sick, I felt as if I had no further use for my legs, they just hung over the edge of my bed like unimportant and rather ridiculous objects.
I feel
empty
confused
hurt
numb
disoriented
mad
vulnerable
insignificant
blurry
tired
sweaty
overwhelmed
temporary
anxious
Sick to my motherf****** tummy!
How are you feeling?" Charlie asked, adding a small bottle of V-8 juice to the bedside table.
"Like I just sat through an entire Justin Bieber concert."
"Headache and nausea?
"And an overwhelming desire to die.
She felt disgusting and used and like she could never trust anyone ever again, and the last thing she wanted was food.
You do realize," he said, "that 'nauseated' actually means that you make other people sick. The correct phrasing would be 'I feel nauseous.
I lurched away from the table after a few hours feeling like Elvis in Vegas - fat, drugged, and completely out of it.
I tried to ignore the cramps in my stomach, but they were terrible after a full day of work without food. I wished I had time to eat supper before the party, but Bailey told us we needed a bath more than food.
I was struggling man. I had a stomach ache. I was throwing up, I was just feeling bad. I couldn't sleep.
My stomach turned and burned with the acid of failure
I felt clueless and nervous--pretty much the same way I'd been feeling ever since I came back from Italy.
A stomach accustomed to hunger is satisfied with very little.
I felt determined and strong, but sick and weak all at once.
What happens with you when you begin to feel uneasy, unsettled, queasy? Notice the panic, notice when you instantly grab for something. (51)
You're not sure because you're feeling pretty stiff and achy, and
Throwing up was no big deal. It was a lot less painful than hemorrhoids or tooth decay, and more refined than diarrhea
I've got a gut feeling in my stomach ...
At first I felt dizzy - not with the kind of dizziness that makes the body reel but the kind that's like a dead emptiness in the brain, an instinctive awareness of the void.
behalf of Henry's suit are nauseous,
She feels sick. She hates this world.
Confused and Stunned, like a duck hit on the head.
He felt rather like someone lying in a bath after all the water has run out, witless, almost dead.
Being sick feels like you're wearing someone else's glasses
I feel like a brick made of porridge.
Before I got in the car, I was puking all over the place and on the grid. I was just a shaking wreck.
...in addition to feeling sick and tired and feverish and nauseated, I also felt forgotten. And there was no easy cure for that.
I have the feeling I've been -
unpleasant.
you feel like a field of sugar canes after the harvest - burnt out, all cutting edges with no sweetness left inside.
It felt like his head was spinning faster than his body, and his stomach flipped over with the dizziness.
feel even more full, almost excruciatingly
a sour lozenge on my tongue.
To be hungry must be awful.
There was a momentary added weight in my stomach, almost like a sickness. There's a name for that sort of sickness. I think it's called falling in love with your best friend's girl. "You've
Existential nausea comes from feeling trapped. It is an affect state resulting from the feeling that the future has only bad options.
Incredible nervous state, trepidation beyond words: to be this much in love is to be sick (and I love to be sick).
Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.
My stomach hurts, but if it's guilt or impacted stool, I can't tell. Either way, I'm so full of shit.
It was like sitting inside a headache.
Head throbbing, check. Stomach not quite right, check. Truthfully, she felt like crap. Somehow still horny crap ...
I feel gawky and morbid as somebody in a sideshow.
peaceful and strangely euphoric.
I felt the nauseous shiver in my stomach - everything from rage to empathy to morning sickness - that I had grown used to and now thought of as being love.
I felt it burn all the way down my throat and into my stomach. I felt like I was dying.
I was diarrhea and she was merely a bad case of indigestion.
I feel like shit that has come to life, eaten some other shit, then shat out more shit.
My mouth starts watering and a gurgle emanates from my stomach. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. I haven't eaten since ... well, since 1609.
Nutrition makes me puke.
...my insides were ulcerous from coffee and terror.
Far commoner, and perhaps the most intolerable of all aura symptoms, is intense sudden vertigo accompanied by staggering, overwhelming nausea, and frequently vomiting. The
I have a hangover that feels like someone let a cat loose inside my face.
Mental nausea of daily squash
flabby cauliflower
and grease dripping slick and sheepish
onto the placid plate of mind.
Cold, like swallowed tears.
I had something in my throat. It felt like I had swallowed the whole world.
There's hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness.
I Was Psychologically Sick For 3 Days Afterwards.
I feel a lot of nothing
I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.
Pepto-Bismol straight from the bottle.
He felt dirty, contaminated, as though he were carrying some deadly germ, unworthy to sit on the underground train back from the hospital with innocent, clean people whose minds and bodies were free of the taint of Voldemort. .
A hungry stomach cannot hear.
Oh you know, a little burned, a little sore. Nearly died a couple times. The usual.
If you eat like crap all the time, quite frankly, you're going to feel like crap.
The crazy thing is, I never knew that a wiener could actually make me nauseous.
I felt pure the way you feel after you vomit, kind of light and strangely holy, like having taken a sauna in hell.
Groggy. Achy. My muscles feel like a granny's.
You're eating a bitter meal. You don't know that because someone told you it was sweet and your own tastebuds are numb.
Clammy, stomach clenched, the way she felt when she was about to vomit. Not again. She searched for another light source. A
Particularly nauseous were the blank expressionless faces of people in trains and omnibuses; they seemed no more my fellow-creatures than dead bodies would be, so that I did not dare to travel unless I was assured of being alone.
I was just shaking and then also immediately, I had to go into 'take-care-of-business-mode' which included a change to a more healthy diet.
His bowels seemed to turn to water.
I spent a wretched five minutes throwing up everything I'd ever eaten, ever thought about eating, or would eat in the future. I
Butterflies in your stomach. More like killer bees.
That look. Little bit hungry. Little bit scared.
p.i.a.: puke inducing actions.
No one dies of nausea, but it can seriously sap the will to live.
Does it hurt? What is it?"
"It's not food poisoning, it's not a hazard to public health."
"What is it?"
"It's just an ache you've given me. I'll live. But only with you.
I feel...I don't know...like a bottle of soda that's been shaken up. Do you know what I want? I want you to take me inside, and then take the cap off.
3-D movies can make me nauseous.
I sat up and my mouth tasted horrible, like stale pot, beer and Cheetos. The exact combination of ingredients that had caused me to pass into unconsciousness on Natalie's floor.
She could taste loss in the back of her throat so badly that she could vomit.
I don't know what it is to be hungry,
Just a cold. And I think maybe I'm pregnant, because I'm always riding the porcelain bus, or thinking about it.
An empty stomach is not a good political adviser.
Are you unwell? You aren't going to vomit on me, are you?"
"That wasn't on my list of planned activities for the afternoon, no, but if you really insist, I suppose I could try for a hairball or something.
I felt tired and grainy and not able to tell how much damage had been done to me. I had a leaden feeling that it was more than I really needed.
Full and aching and tingling and spiraling, hanging on for dear life, letting go of every other thought and focused only on one thing - let it go, let it go, let it go.
Gave me terrible cramps, and I had wind for days.
I felt like a piece of trash. I felt dirty and I felt used and I was disappointed.
It tasted like salt and failure.
Women are not totally nauseous after seeing me.
Even a really bad ordinary argument, where feelings were hurt, would be so much better than this permanent sense of dread. She could feel it everywhere: in her stomach, her chest, even her mouth had a horrible taste to it. What was it doing to her health?
You hear that I'm nauseous and sick to my stomach and the first thing that comes to your mind is cancer?
Worry is the stomach's worst poison.
I Said I Am Ok, But
Deep Down In My Tummy
I Really Feel really Empty.
How do you feel?" "Terrible. I must've gone to bed sober.
Name me, if you can, a better feeling than the one you get when you've half a bottle of Chivas in the bag with a gram of coke up your nose and a teenage lovely pulling off her tube top in the next seat over while you're doing a hundred miles an hour in a suburban side street.
How do you feel?'
Scared,' she said. 'Really scared.'
But you don't look it.'
I feel I'm shivering inside.