I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be. I gasp, pressing both palms to my chest. Now the monstrous thing has its claws around my throat, squeezing my airway. I twist and put my head between my knees, breathing until the strangled feeling leaves me.
It's a business now. But you still have little butterflies in your stomach before every game.
I don't know why I still feel this pit in my stomach whenever I get a moment to think. I know what the pit is, too; I feel lonely. But I'm not alone, I keep telling myself.
God designed the stomach to eject what is bad for it, but not the human brain.
I know that I have a special stomach.
Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years.
Excuse me?" I said, palms down on the Formica tabletop. "Coffee? I thought we came here for pie. " "I don't eat the kind of pie they serve here. " I felt a flash of heat go through my stomach. I knew firsthand the kind of pie Ranger liked.
If your stomach disputes you, lie down and pacify it with cool thoughts.
I am 1952. I masticate. I am like a big stomach.
When a man sleepes, his head is in his stomach.
You're going to have an upset stomach. If you eat spicy stiff because you're upset, then you'll get diarrhea.
There weren't butterflies in my stomach, there were fire breathing dragons.
What a marshmallow. You should hold out for someone with a stronger stomach. Someone who laughs at the gore that makes weaker men vomit.
. . . but with his mother there's no question of liking him they're not even in a way separate people he began in her stomach and if she gave him life she can take it away and if he feels that withdrawal it will be the grave itself.
It is only in his head that man is heroic; in the pit of his stomach he is always a coward.
You've probably had somebody punch you in the stomach and it knocks the wind of you and you can't breathe. That's how I felt.
I got a huge knot in my stomach because if Antarctica could talk, it would be saying only one thing: you don't belong here. (277)
A child, like your stomach, doesn't need all you can afford to give it.
A hungry stomach rarely despises common food.
When the stomach is full, it is easy to talk of fasting.