Trying Quotes - Page 589

I'm a yes person. I'm too concerned with trying to make too many people happy.

I eat mostly vegan, try to get enough sleep. For me, that's really critical.

He pitches better when he's mad, so I try to make him that way.

I definitely try to mix humour into anything I do, even if it is into a drama.

Any extra free time you have, you are sleeping, or you're trying to sleep

I fell in love with movies as a kid. I had been making shorts and making TV and making commercials and it's such a difficult, weird process of trying to wing your first feature, especially if you're not going to go and just have a Kickstarter and do it on your own.

I think most video game movies have a problem, because they do try and have one foot in one door and another foot in a completely door.

As a bandleader, I try to pass on the same family values that I grew up with: help people, hang on to your sense of humour, be tolerant and keep your judgments to yourself.

I try not to steal from myself, but the modalities create similarities.

The bands and the roadies, love 'em and leave 'em. It's pleasure to try 'em, but trouble to keep 'em.

It isn't a matter of hope. It's a matter of - between the options of trying nothing and trying something, let's try something but let's also be very thoughtful about what that something is.

I was interested first of all in trying to capture this myth that was always changing and to create some sort of a master story, some version of the myth that resonated with me, since I could have taken more or less any detail that I wanted or the opposite and try to put that down on the page in a way that I could express from that outset for myself and for our readers what it was that was so magical about [Buckminster] Fuller's way of putting together the world.

Once you start backing into all of that, then you see this incredibly intricate, totally wrong-headed way to do things, but nevertheless has a lot of merit to it for the fact that [Buckminster Fuller] is recognizing much larger patterns, seeking much larger patterns and seeking much larger ways of trying to solve for the problem of unhygienic conditions in slums. They really were unhygienic. Whether his family was living in the slum is debatable but they were unhygienic. That needed to be addressed. He was attempting to address it.

I'm not especially interested in the job of the historian or journalist of trying to figure out what was true and what was not.

I'm trying to be really synced. It goes back to the idea that, ultimately, the reward is the work. The staying balanced, it requires you to know that the work you're doing right now is ultimately what is going to give you the sense of freedom that you're hoping to find in a more realized life.

I'm trying to be really synced. It goes back to the idea that, ultimately, the reward is the work.

I try not to be judgmental. I meditate twice a day. I get some sort of physical exercise. I infuse my life with love. I love what I do, the job.

Things have been a mess for so many years that trying to pin down a starting point is like trying to figure out where your skin starts.

For want of a block, man will stumble at a straw.

Julius Tallow was a fool. He appeared complacent, but like a weak swimmer out of his depth, his legs were kicking frantically under the surface, trying to keep him afloat. Whatever happened, Nathaniel did not intend to sink with him.

I try not to remember the life that I didn’t want to lose but lost and have to remember

It would be refreshing to have a politician try to defend guns without any reference to the Second Amendment, but on the merits of guns.

I wanted to touch him, to tell him that even if everyone left everyone, I would never leave him, he talked and talked, his words fell through him, trying to find the floor to his sadness.

But what she was really trying to say was this: I like music better than anything in the world, after you.

We tried so hard. We were always trying to help each other. But not because we were helpless. He needed to get things for me, just as I needed to get things for him. It gave us purpose. Sometimes I would ask him for something that I did not even want, just to let him get it for me. We spent our days trying to help each other help each other. I would get his slippers. He would make my tea. I would turn up the heat so he could turn up the air conditioner so I could turn up the heat.