I tried to contain myself. . . but I escaped!
I've always tried to fit what I do professionally into my family, rather than the other way around.
I never tried to use anything besides my own sweat and blood and talent to get somewhere.
Sometimes it seems that we are successful only because we have not tried hard enough for our best. We do the hard thing, and one day we succeed, and many things are made plain to us.
I've no idea when I'm going to wear it, the girl replied calmly. I only knew that I had to have it. Once I tried it on, well. . . She shrugged. The dress claimed me.
No one's tried to stab me. That's cool. I enjoy not being stabbed.
Things like crowns had a troublesome effect on clever folk; it was best to leave all the reigning to the kind of people whose eyebrows met in the middle when they tried to think. In a funny sort of way, they were much better at it.
I've tried to live my life right, just like a story.
Sufis have always been those that have tried to purify the ethics of Islam and society. And they don't have their hands cut off from the external action at all. For example, the bazaar in which the Sufis were very strong always dominated economic life in Islamic world. They could give a much more sane and Islamic form of activity when the economic life of Islam moved out of the bazaar to new parts of Islamic cities with modernized Muslims, who took it in another light and it became very, very anti Islamic, and much against many of the most profound practices of Islamic societies.
I tried to empty myself and let the spirit of Sethe inhabit me.
I don't get no respect. I called Suicide Prevention. They tried to talk me into it.
I have tried to have a regular daily intake from my Bible, regardless of how late it is.
There are a million and one fear tactics, just kick it out and at least be able to say that you tried.
The man who tried his best and failed is superior to the man who never tried.
I tried to think about these two issues very freely. With sex, I think I can manage with that. With death, this is a more difficult theme for me. I'm not a believer, even though I'm baptized. I don't practice. I don't believe in God, so I feel very alone facing death. What I discovered is that the only way to recognize death is if you are part of life, if you are part of sexual pleasure, if you link it with sexual pleasure.
It was a very emotional dinner. . . Everyone shared personal stories about her and gave her words of encouragement and inspiration. Everyone tried to remain positive.
I tried to have more than one emotion on the record.
When they tried me out as a host on TV, I found that I just couldn't be that gregarious person. I was stranger than that.
I also grew up with community co-parents who looked out for each other. They looked out for children and tried to be the hands of God. They tried to live their faith.
I have always tried to write in a simple way, using down-to-earth and not abstract words.