“When you sit down and play your music for someone you respect, you get that feeling in your stomach of like: 'Oh my God...' You know if it's not great because you start to feel sick.” IfsKnowsFeelsPlayFeelingsSickDown AndStomach Author:Raine Maida
“So what I did was stuff my face with anything around, any old rubbish, burgers, chocolate, crisps, fish and chips, loads of it, till I felt sick - but at least I'd had the pleasure of stuffing my face and feeling really full.” FeelingsFacesFeltStuffPleasureSickFishesChocolateLoadChipsRubbishCrispsBurgersFish And Chips Book:Prezza: My Story: Pulling No Punches Source: Prezza: My Story: Pulling No Punches
“I figure if I keep my health, I have no intention of retiring. I love to work. I want to be like Bob Hope. I want to keep on going out and doing what I love to do. Of course, I'm no Bob Hope, but I mean that feeling that you never are old and have things to offer and can be useful to somebody. I always want to be useful, I have no intentions of retiring unless I should get sick or something should happen to my husband. Other than that I'm going to work until I fall over.” IfsWantShouldMeanFeelingsHappensAgeFallCoursesWorkFiguresHealthOffersHusbandSickIntentionMy HusbandRetiringBobGoing OutGoing To Work Author:Dolly Parton
“the explanation of the ebb and flow of the women's movement ... is partly psychological. During those early post-war years when successes came thick and fast and were almost thrust upon us, the nation was still under the influence of the reconstruction spirit, when everything seemed possible ... A few years later the nation had reached the stage which follows a drinking bout. It was feeling ruefully in its empty pockets. It did not want to part with anything to anybody. Its head ached. Noble sentiments made it feel sick. It wanted only to be left alone.” WantFeelsYearsMadeStillsWarFeelingsWantedSpiritPoliticsLeftNationsFeminismInfluenceStageMovementFlowEmptySickDrinkingNoblePsychologicalMade ItPostsExplanationPocketsSentimentsThickThrustLeft AloneReconstructionEbb And FlowPost WarEmpty Pockets Author:Eleanor Rathbone