It was Thursday before I got up the nerve to call my friends.
It was nerve wracking not to know what was happening.
Sofia began to scream as her nerve endings sizzled from the inside out.
Her nerve began to frazzle.
Haven't worked up the nerve to post.
Cynthia didn't answer and the silence became nerve racking.
Fitzgerald has some nerve suggesting otherwise.
"I can't believe Fitzgerald had the nerve to even fingerprint the old guy," Weller said, shaking his head.
He didn't know what nerve he hit, but he'd hit something.
He'd not just claimed her in deed but had the nerve to brand her like chattel as well!
You have some nerve to do all that and make fun of me for trying to fit in or ignore me when you do return!
If only she'd worked up the nerve to tell A'Ran about her suspicions about Ne'Rin!
She wondered if he felt hurt at his best friend's betrayal but didn't have the nerve to ask.
Do you know, she had the nerve to call me!
A group of four coeds sat three rows in front of him whispering about the hot guy, until one got up the nerve to talk to him.
Alex knew how to make every nerve in her body ache for him.
Did you ever get up the nerve to ask that secretary out to supper?
The moment their lips met, lightning flew through her, setting every nerve afire with awareness unlike anything she'd felt before.
It is here, at the Heribert present epoch and for the next two centuries, that the and the pith and nerve of the Italian nation must be sought; Lombard and among the burghs of Lombardy, Milan, the eldest burghs.
The two nerve-rings are connected by fibres passing from one to the other.
When fully developed the medusa is characterized by the sense organs being composed entirely of ectoderm, developed independently of the tentacles, and innervated from the sub-umbral nerve-ring.
It would seem as if the very language of our parlors would lose all its nerve and degenerate into palaver wholly, our lives pass at such remoteness from its symbols, and its metaphors and tropes are necessarily so far fetched, through slides and dumb-waiters, as it were; in other words, the parlor is so far from the kitchen and workshop.
Sonya wore a company smile but was evidently tormented by jealousy; now she turned pale, now blushed and strained every nerve to overhear what Nicholas and Julie were saying to one another.