Best 67 quotes in «headache quotes» category

Depression is like a headache or true love or any of those indefinable concepts. If you've never been there, you don't know what it's like until you're too far in to stop the process.

Do not undervalue the headache. While it is at its sharpest it seems a bad investment; but when relief begins, the unexpired remainder is worth $4 a minute.

Did you love well what you very soon left? Come home and take me in your arms and take away this stomach ache, headache, heartache.

Good parenting give headaches but bad parenting gives heartaches.

His most frequent ailment was the headache which he used to relieve by inhaling the steam of coffee.

I deserved the shaking and the headaches and the fact that every single time I took a breath I felt a squeezing in my chest, my heart beating even though I wished it wasn't.

I didn't want the headache of having a publisher reviewing everything I wrote in advance.

I like being a big fish in a small pond. I'm not interested in a huge audience because it brings headaches.

Drake. He liked dangerous pies." "Why did he join you?" "Who would eat pie that could take over your life? Why risk it?" "Focus. Why did he join you?" "Say no to death pies. Another good motto. I'm getting a headache." p. 432

I can't tell you how many shows I've done with full-blown migraine headaches.

If I don't have a woman every three days or so I get a terrible headache.

Learned researches lead to headaches, constipation, and befuddled quarreling.

It's a huge headache - the more money you have, the more hassles. I find money very uncomfortable.

It's a bit of a headache being a perfectionist. You're never satisfied.

Marijuana is like sex: If I don't do it every day I get a headache.

Life is a long headache in a noisy street.

Love is an incurable malady like those pathetic states in which rheumatism affords the sufferer a brief respite only to be replaced by epileptiform headaches.

Of course, I have given my engineers some headaches over the years, but they go with me. I have always wanted my buildings to be as light as possible, to touch the ground gently, to swoop and soar, and to surprise.

Popularity can be a real headache.

The bigger the headache, the bigger the pill.

Some pain you can distance yourself from, but a headache sits right where you live.

Measuring and laying out the room in advance can save you a lot of headaches.

The crowns of kings do not prevent those who wear them from being tormented sometimes by violent headaches.

The gods have chosen to entertain me with chronic eyestrain headaches. Very poisonous episodes. So I don't do a lot of reading anymore except on tape.

The Royall Crowne cures not the head-ach. [The Royal Crown cures not the headache.]

This is a tremendous assest for the club, a tremendous headache lifted from our shoulders, really.

They would glue the wig to the front of my forehead, and after a while it would give me a headache.

We deal with all the production headaches and all that stuff. They just have to come here and be super funny. And it's worked out well. I mean, literally, every day they're all saying things I'd never thought I'd hear before and just some of the funniest discussions I've ever heard.

We sort of understand how painkillers work. You take one, and it reduces your headache. We don't understand how photographs work. And that, to me, is an essential problem as a practitioner.

Unemployment is like a headache or a high temperature - unpleasant and exhausting but not carrying in itself any explanation of its cause.

Writers don't give prescriptions. They give headaches!

A headache, I get the kind of headache God would smote you with in the Old Testament.

Adrian!" Something inside of me burst. "Will you shut the hell up for five seconds?

Akili yangu itakaponipeleka kwa mgonjwa hospitalini halafu sekunde hiyohiyo jicho langu likacheza au kiungo changu chochote cha mwili kikauma na kuacha ghafla ‘bila’ sababu yoyote, najua kile ninachokifikiria kuhusu mgonjwa huyo ama kitatokea au hakitatokea. Nikifikiria amepona, halafu ghafla kichwa kikaniuma na kuacha, kitakuwa kinyume chake. Yaani, hatapona. Nikifikiria amekufa, halafu ghafla kichwa au kiungo kingine chochote kikaniuma na kuacha, kitakuwa kinyume chake pia. Yaani, hatakufa. Hivyo, nikifikiria amepona, nikifikiria amekufa, na kichwa kikaniuma na kuacha, sekunde hiyohiyo natakiwa kumwombea mgonjwa huyo. Kama ni kupona, apone kama Mungu alivyokusudia; na kama ni kufa, afe kama Mungu alivyokusudia. Si kama Shetani alivyokusudia.

Defined simply, narcissism means excessive self-preoccupation; pragmatism means excessive focus on work, achievement, and the practical concerns of life; and restlessness means an excessive greed for experience, an overeating, not in terms of food but in terms of trying to drink in too much of life...And constancy of all three together account for the fact that we are so habitually self-absorbed by heartaches, headaches, and greed for experience that we rarely find the time and space to be in touch with the deeper movements inside of and around us.

Boli mnie głowa, jak o tym myślę, i boli mnie w piersi, jak nabieram powietrza, żeby powiedzieć, że boli mnie głowa, jak o tym myślę.

Every single ounce of pain focused on the left part of the head. Feels like whole body except left part of head is in fucking numb state.

He eyed her warily. “Did Pearl give you coffee?” “Yes.” “How many cups?” “Just three. It’s quite good with cream and sugar.” “Have you ever had it before?” “No. Why? What does that have to do with anything? I don’t see what that has to do with anything. Why are my knees shaking?” “Pearl!” Pearl peeked around the wall. “Well! She had a headache. I didn’t think she’d act like a squirrel. And I didn’t know she had three cups.” “A headache?” Maximillion murmured. He turned to Isadora, pointing to the nearest chair. “Sit down.” “I don’t want to.” “Sit. Down.

At least he could turn on the shower, stand beneath the hot needles, face thrust near the spray head, feeling the headache move back a little.

Gratitude is the best food to start and sustain you. Hankering creates hunger, unhappiness, bellyache, headache and heartache - and often leaves a bitter taste

Headaches were like birds. Starlings. They could be perfectly calm, then a single acorn could drop and send the entire flock to the sky.

Headache, hmm?" His expression went serious. "Do you know what's the best cure for that?" "What?" "Orgasm." He said it so matter-of-factly I had to sputter a laugh. "Multiple, if possible," he continued. "It's a proven medical fact that one physiologic event, like orgasm, can cancel out the effects of another physiological process, such as a headache." His expression was perfectly serious, but I said, "You're full of shit." "Perhaps. If so, you should call my bluff. Just open the door and we'll test it out.

Her head felt like elephants were doing the merengue on her cerebellum.

His head always felt about to ache, but never began to.

His head .. it exploded. As if someone had scooped out his brains and put a hand grenade in his skull.

His headache was still sitting over his right eye as if it had been nailed there.

I have a headache. If only I had a crown to put on!

I don’t mind crack,” I said. “I like crack as much as the next man. But it’s not doing a thing for my nerves, and I already have a splitting headache— I say, I don’t suppose those heroin dealers carry Anadin or acetaminophen or anything like that, do they?” “I think they just have heroin, Charlie.

I am determined to have the headache Thursday, if I have to hit myself with a rock to do it.

My head ached. I was thinking of the pain, and wondering how it was possible for physical agony to be so intense. I had never imagined that such a torture could be endured. Yet here was I, both conscious and able to think clearly. And not only to think, but to observe the process and make calculations about it. The steel circle round my skull was closing in with faint cracking noises. How much farther could it shrink? I counted the cracking sounds. Since I took the triple dose of pain-killer, there had been two more. …I took out my watch and laid it on the table. “Give me morphia,” I said in a calm, hostile, icy tone. “You mustn’t take morphia! You know perfectly well. The very idea! And what are you doing with that watch?” “You will give me morphia within three minutes.” They looked me uneasily up and down. No one moved. Three minutes went by. Then ten more. I slipped the watch calmly into my pocket and rose unsteadily to my feet. “Then take me to the Fiakker Bar. They say it’s a good show, and to-night I want to enjoy myself.” The others jumped up with a feeling of relief. I never confessed the secret to anyone, either then or afterwards. I had made up my mind at the end of those three minutes — for the first and last time in my life — that if my headache had not stopped within the next ten I should throw myself under the nearest tram. It never came out whether I should have kept to my resolve, for the pain left with the suddenness of lighting.