Diana Lopez Quotes

I get nervous watching teammates. I get nervous for them. Late in the game, pressure situation, I'm nervous for them.

When people are nervous, some people move around. Some people scratch their leg.

I bite my fingernails. That's probably not a good thing.

The hardest part of this whole ordeal is not knowing if your children are getting what they need to survive.

Now, I love playing moms who can't hide their paranoia.

Now you can get on Facebook and read an article, '10 Ways You Are Ruining Your Child Forever.' I'm sure it's making us better parents in some ways, but in other ways, it is sending us all a little crazy.

I'm annoying to be around because I keep twitching.

I constantly worry about my family and my kids. 'Are they O.K., what are they doing right now?'

The first time around as a mom, I held on really tight and I was so stressed.

I bite my nails. I've been chewing on them for years. As long as you don't chew through flesh it's all right.

I think I'm a nervous laugher. Like, when you're in a situation that you don't know what's going on, you go to laughter more than anything.

Sometimes when you love someone like a mother loves her child, that love can turn into fear. It happens to me all the time. I am so afraid that the world will not be kind to my children.

I was my mother's favorite, but my - 'cause she worried about me the most.

I am the mother, and the emotional chord with my children is naturally strong. So there are times when I might get sleepless nights because I am worried.

Worrying seems like a fairly natural state of being for a parent, so feel free to worry as much as you want.

I draw like other people bite their nails.

It took only seconds for me to make these discoveries, but even in that short time, my stomach nearly jumped through my mouth trying to reach the food.

If the next car passed is blue, Violet will be okay, she thought. If it's red, A will do something horrible to her. She heard a growl of an engine and shut her eyes, afraid to see what the future might hold. She'd never cared so much about anything in her life. Just as the car was passing, she opened her eyes and saw a Mercedes hood ornament. She let out a long sigh, tears coming to her eyes once more. The car was blue.

You can tell how nervous I am by how fast I am talking!

As he heard me approach, he quickly leaped up, grabbing a nearby loaf of bread and holding it in front of him as if struck by a sudden desire to make a sandwich.

Isn't this the truth of any good mother? That in all of our lives. We worry only about those we brought into this world, regardless of whether they loved us back or treated us fairly or understood our shortcomings.

You never know in retrospect whether you did or didn't do exactly the right thing, stay-at-home mothers, gone-away mothers, all ofus worry whether we should have done something differently than we did.

It seemed his demon couldn't tell the physical difference between when he was in danger and when he was "in" Danger.

See what will happen if you don't stop biting your fingernails

Ella is nervous,” the harpy muttered from her perch on the railing. “The elephant. The elephant is watching Ella.