She Tried Quotes

#1. You're drinking in the joy of life,' Bear told her when she tried to explain why she was laughing. 'There's so much opportunity for drinking deeply of it, and we very rarely do it. When you do, it makes you feel alive all over.

Regina Doman

#2. Jade is my everything: my wings, my roots, my sky. I am in love with her.
And she tried to kill me.
Now that is some messed up shit right now.

Rochelle Maya Callen

#3. She tried not to slip her arms beneath his trench coat, or spread her palms across his broad, muscular back, or inhale the delicious scent of him, or rest her cheek against his hard, warm chest. She tried. And failed.

Trinity Faegen

#4. The more she tried to forget, the more she remembered.

T.K. Kiser

#5. I used to want the words "She tried" on my tombstone. Now I want "She did it."

Katherine Dunham

#6. She tried to work out who she really was without people who loved her to reflect back her personality.

Liane Moriarty

#7. This is an evil dream, she thought. But if she were dreaming, why did it hurt so much?
She tried to ask the shadows, but they did not answer. Perhaps they did not hear her. Perhaps they were not real.

George R R Martin

#8. My mother wanted me to be a writer. But she was a child of the Depression and never understood that she wasn't poor. So, you know, the idea of not having a job, it would creep through. But she tried very hard to be subtle about it.

Richard Greenberg

#9. If she tried, she could recall almost all their faces, if not their names, the hundreds of men she had nursed and soothed and even, before she had lost the habit entirely, prayed for on her knees before bed each night.

Jennifer Robson

#10. She could not keep his death in her head, like when she tried to imagine the infiniteness of the universe and nearly swooned at the vastness of the thought.

Thomm Quackenbush

#11. But every time she tried yoga she found herself silently chanting her own mantra: I'm so boooored, I'm so boooored.

Liane Moriarty

#12. But it was just her mind playing cruel tricks, and she tried to push away the irrational thought that Richard was still in there, waiting for someone to save his life.

Paul Pilkington

#13. He's fine. He's fine,' he kept saying as the baby became ever more cranky and bewildered; screaming in terror if she tried to put him down.
'Why should he be unhappy?' she wanted to say. 'He has had so few days in this world. Why should the unhappiness start here?

Anne Enright

#14. She tried not to be gloomy at funerals. People lived, and died, and were remembered. It happened in the same way that winter followed summer. It was not a wrong thing. There were tears of course, but they were for those who were left. Those who had gone on did not need them.

Terry Pratchett

#15. You should have tried the eggplant parmesan she tried to hoist on me at the church bake sale. No wonder her children turned to Satan. He probably showed up as an angel of light and promised them a decent meal.

Kathy Hepinstall

#16. The Goddess spoke to all the dead. She was beloved for it. It seemed she passed on that gift to you. Oh, it taxed her immensely, but she tried to set as many to rest as she could. Sometimes it only takes one word of kindness, you know, to set a soul at ease.

Leanna Renee Hieber

#17. She tried to think of a number she could ring, or a site online, but there was nowhere she could find out what she needed to know. It was all about tomorrow: warm fronts, cold snaps, showers expected. No one ever stopped to describe yesterday's weather.

Anne Enright

#18. She tried to compose herself then, with several deep breaths. I gave her as long as she needed, all the while mentally designing my tombstone. R.I.P, Captain Abraham R. Griswold. He was completely useless and made girls cry.

Lia Habel

#19. She tried to remember if it had been there on her way in but she couldn't. She shook her head. I need to get out of this place; it's giving me the heebie-jeebies.

Kathy Cranston

#20. You read a lot?" Galina finally asked.
"Yes. It's an escape into another world." She tried to keep her words light instead of sad, thoughts of her family in her head. "Sometimes that is the best part of a hard day.

Anne Mallory

#21. I was physically attacked by a woman who didn't even know me. Yes, my boyfriend was her former husband, but she tried to ruin me.

Brenda Perlin

#22. She tried, and failed, to stop herself from shaking.

Stephen Lloyd Jones

#23. Those fateful words We are now at war with Germany, and for several hours felt strangely numb. She tried to phone Pamela

Kate Atkinson

#24. Her heart beat a little harder as she tried, too late, to avoid noticing how incredible his ass looked in his jeans. She was in big trouble.

Cat Johnson

#25. And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in love with you.
She tried to smile once more and expired

Victor Hugo

#26. You want me." She tried to keep the wonder out of her voice. Two minutes ago, she'd been asleep in his arms, and yet his body was ready to join with hers. "Always." He

Grace Burrowes

#27. I tried turning my back on all this, but it is inside me. Like when I was little and you read me that story of the girl who hated footprints and shadows, so she tried to run away from both. But her shadow was always there, and she only made more footprints by running.

Thomm Quackenbush

#28. She tried not to think about what it would be like running across the airfield to the radio room an hour from now, under fire. But she did it. Because you do. It is incredible what you do, knowing you have to.

Elizabeth Wein

#29. With her ten-year-old nephew as a guide, she tried to think of it as an adventure. And then came the more difficult part-she had to try to convince herself that she liked adventures.

Laurie Fabiano

#30. To me Vivien Leigh was a tragic heroine of classic proportions: chosen, blessed and abandoned by the gods. Obstinately she tried to control and defy her destiny and to know her story is to be inspired by pity and terror.

Elaine Dundy

#31. I know nothing about her. Just some books, and some stories she tried to tell me, and things I didn't understand, and I remember big red soft hands and that smell. I never knew who she really was. I mean, she must have been nine too, once.

Terry Pratchett

#32. She tried to clear her mind. She knew she needed to return to the war, already in progress.

Sharon Linnea

#33. No matter how hard she tried, she knew she couldn't catch someone who didn't know they were falling.

Sarah Addison Allen

#34. I was once almost forced off the stage at a large chain bookstore that shall remain nameless, because she introduced me as Lemony Snicket, and I immediately interrupted her and said, "Oh no, Lemony Snicket isn't here," and then she tried to cancel the event right then and there.

Daniel Handler

#35. Veronica's hands wouldn't stop shaking. She held the revolver straight out from her body and breathed slowly, deeply, the hot-metal smell stinging her nostrils. She tried to relax her shoulders.

Rob Thomas

#36. Supermarket she tried to bite, and the dog was

Catherine Ryan Hyde

#37. She tried to sound casual and upbeat but in her heart she felt a sudden bleakness.

Katie Fforde

#38. She tried to focus on the element of riddle or at least puzzle contained in the letter and ignore the sense of doom that was sweeping through her like clouds rolling to the shore over open water.

Sara Sheridan

#39. which is why she tried to join the RAF, so she could obtain a socially respectable opportunity to gratify her homicidal urges." "So

Jon Ronson

#40. If you're mad that I kissed you, I won't apologize for that."
"No, I'm mad you stopped." Her face flushed. "I meant," she tried to rephrase, "I'm mad you left the way you did.

J.L. Sheppard

#41. She tried to imagine her former self. Enemy. Prisoner. Friend? Daughter. Spy. Prisoner again. "What am I now?"
Sarsine held both of Kestrel's hands. "What ever you want to be.

Marie Rutkoski

#42. She tried to imagine what Charles would do if another man came up to him and said, You bring me joy.

Patricia Briggs

#43. altogether, like a candle. I wonder what I should be like then?' And she tried to fancy what the flame of a candle is like after the candle is blown out,

Lewis Carroll

#44. He smiled.
Her stomach felt strange.
She tried to smile back. She really should be going.
So naturally, she did not move.

Julia Quinn

#45. He took from her, but when she tried to reach for him, to fly with him, he always pulled out of her reach, as men so often do.

Cole McCade

#46. Let go of me or slow down," she demanded as she tried to keep pace with him.
He slowed down. "I swear to God, you try the patience of a saint."
"You aren't a saint, Brodick, no matter what your mother might have told you.

Julie Garwood

#47. It was a meditation on life, love, old age, death: ideas that had often fluttered around her head like nocturnal birds but dissolved into a trickle of feathers when she tried to catch hold of them.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

#48. If she tried to leave without him he would burn her house down, plain and simple.

R.L. Mathewson

#49. He was just your average biker in blue denim jeans, thick-soled boots and a long-sleeved shirt underneath the leather jacket, nothing special she tried to reason with her clutching ovaries, little traitorous bastards.

V. Theia

#50. Had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything;

Lewis Carroll

#51. Anybody bugs you, anybody at all, I'll rip off both his arms. You got me?"
She tried to smile. "That's sweet, Davy. Bloodthirsty, but sweet.

Shannon McKenna

#52. Cinderella was grateful for the shade as she tried bending the willow branch and was whacked in the face for her efforts.

K.M. Shea

#53. She tried to live like an ordinary woman, but some women cannot live an ordinary life.

Philippa Gregory

#54. I'm not looking for love," she tried to explain."If it comes my way, that makes it twice as special.

Kate Angell

#55. Beatrix wished she were a swooning sort of female. It seemed the only appropriate response to the situation.
Unfortunately, no matter how she tried to summon a swoon, her mind remained intractably conscious.

Lisa Kleypas

#56. You are so beautiful," he sighed into her hair.
She tried to check her girlish giggle, unsuccessfully. "Gray, it's dark as
pitch. You can't even see me."
"Even in the dark," he murmured against her skin. "You are the most
beautiful woman I've ever known, even in the dark.

Tessa Dare

#57. She tried to remind herself that beauty was only skin deep, but that didn't offer any helpful excuses when she was berating herself for never knowing what to say to people. There was nothing more depressing than an ugly girl with no personality.

Julia Quinn

#58. But she could not reduce her vision to words, since it was no single shape coloured upon the dark, but rather a general excitement, an atmosphere, which, when she tried to visualize it, took form as a wind scouring the flanks of the northern hills and flashing light upon cornfields and pools.

Virginia Woolf

#59. Her two worlds, two lives that she tried so hard to keep separate, were crashing together. And she felt helpless to stop it.

Aprilynne Pike

#60. Emma followed his gaze to the brightly painted stand where people competed to see who could toss a plastic ring and land it around the neck of one of a dozen lined-up bottles. She tried not to feel superior that this was apparently something mundanes found difficult.

Cassandra Clare

#61. Her excitement grew as she tried to cut the rope that fastened Leonard to the earth. Woven of bitter experience, it resisted her.

E. M. Forster

#62. She tried to make friends, but her peers immersed themselves in frivolities that held no interest to her. She tried to respect her elders, but most adults seemed like nothing more than aging children, lacking

Dan Brown

#63. She tried to kill us, Keane."
"You can't take attempted murder personally in this business, Fowler.

Robert Kroese

#64. She'd slept terribly the night before. The room, the bed, were both comfortable enough, but she'd been plagued with strange dreams, the sort that lingered upon waking but slithered away from memory as she tried to grasp them. Only the tendrils of discomfort remained.

Kate Morton

#65. If she tried anything, she would be sorry. Adam was mine. She had thrown him away, thrown Jesse away - and I had snatched them up. Finders keepers.

Patricia Briggs

#66. There followed a long go-nowhere conversation during which she tried to memorize the planes of his face.

Rainbow Rowell

#67. Quite often, when a woman was agitated, she tried to soothe others whether they required soothing or not.

Robert Jordan

#68. She tried to pray, but she had only ever prayed at night, and it seemed to her that the moons made poor protectors when angels chose to hunt by day.

Laini Taylor

#69. He heard the sob she tried to swallow back and thought unhappily that if all the storybooks were right, that there was nobility to be found in adversity and character to be built in tribulation, then he was doing a piss-poor job of both finding and building.

Anonymous

#70. The pale whiteness of her upturned face as she choked on the smoke; the tangled length of her hair as she tried to shake the flames from it; the beauty of her cherry-blossom robe as it burst into flame: it was all so cruel, so terrible!

Ryunosuke Akutagawa

#71. She tried so hard to be brave, to be fierce as a wolverine and all, but sometimes she felt like she was just a little girl after all.

George R R Martin

#72. A man fell in love with Jeanne, and she tried to love him. But she complained that he uttered such ordinary words, that he could never say the magic phrase which would open her being.

Anais Nin

#73. But they were her parents! Putting up with all of her crap was their official job - they couldn't wriggle out of it! She tried to swallow the lump forming in her throat. How could they do this to her?

Gina Damico

#74. She tried to smile sympathetically, but with her face it wasn't quite possible.

Anthony Horowitz

#75. Hillary Clinton is trying an entirely different approach with Iowa than the one she tried eight years ago when she lost there. She will not start speeches by saying, 'Hello, Iowa, or Idaho, or whichever one you are.'

Conan O'Brien

#76. She tried to pray but her prayers felt far away, remnants of another woman's body.

Kristen Hannah

#77. Pulling his weight back off of her, he nodded over his shoulder. "Show me what's in the bedroom."
Though her body leapt in expectation, she tried to play it cool. "Oh, just a dresser, a TV, a dead stuffed deer, and, oh, yeah, a bed."
"Forget the deer. Show me how the bed works.

Erin McCarthy

#78. The dream dissipated like smoke, and she tried so hard to hold it inside her heart and her memory, but like all dreams, it had never been meant to keep.

Christopher Golden

#79. She'd put the envelope Tibby had left for her unopened in her underwear drawer. At first it was so she would see it there, and then she tried to cover it so she wouldn't see it there, but it turned out her underwear was too flimsy to cover anything.

Ann Brashares

#80. I remember going to Europe and one makeup artist made me look pink, then she tried to correct it but turned me green! I had to learn how to do my own makeup.

Kelly Rowland

#81. She tried to teach her children to be positive
to dream but to also do it with their feet on the ground. If you let loose that balloon, you will lose sight of it, she said. The best way to enjoy it is to hold tight to the string and plant your feet on a good solid path.

Jill McCorkle

#82. The more she tried to live a perfect life for God, the more she recognized her failings.

Francine Rivers

#83. One thing was certain: Human Time was the saddest, maddest, most devastating variety of time that had ever existed. She tried her best to ignore it.

Elizabeth Gilbert

#84. Watching Jace hug Isabelle, she tried to school her features into a happy and loving expression.
"Are you all right?" Simon asked, with some concern. "Your eyes are crossing.

Cassandra Clare

#85. She was too curious to back out now. While they watched her with knowing faces, she tried the rusty doorknob. Two things happened at once. A whiff of musty air assaulted her nostrils, and her eyes were dazzled by darkness.

Erica Miles

#86. Her account is that she tried to get out of having to read it, but it was no use."
"And that's fair enough," sighed Craddock. "If anyone is really determined to lend you a book, you never can get out of it!

Agatha Christie

#87. The child trying not to appear as a child, of the strenuousness with which she tried to present the face of a convincing adult.

Joan Didion

#88. She tried to allow herself only one biting remark an hour, and she had already overstepped her allowance.

Anne Stuart

#89. She tried to walk more slowly up the hill. God, her mind was racing, racing in neutral,

Edward St. Aubyn

#90. I want to be back to work next week.
'Let's get you home first. I need to evaluate the extent of your mental impairment.' She tried to flash me the peace sign, but in her weakend condition, she only managed to raise her middle finger.

Nelson DeMille

#91. There once was a girl named Destiny. She was the fastest runner in the world. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't outrun who she was. Then she met a boy. He said his name was also Destiny, and for the first time in her life, she didn't feel like she was running alone.

Nyrae Dawn

#92. She tried to think of the right thing to say - something that would make him leave her alone. If she said she could defend herself he'd want her to prove it. But if she said she couldn't defend herself, then he'd take her out there to learn. This is so messed up.

Caroline Hanson

#93. She tried to scream once, but with significant portions of her larynx already compromised, what she managed was more of a powerful, wet exhalation.

James S.A. Corey

#94. Somehow, perhaps because of the way he spoke in a manner reminiscent of Jack Bauer from 24, Lara calmed down. She repeated his words in her head. Wait. Assess. Intel. Yes, OK, that sounded sensible.
Then the hysterical coward in her reared up unannounced and she tried to run for the door again.

Lola Salt

#95. We went through all the usual exchanges dictated by Hollywood and polite society. She tried to scream and bite the palm of my hand, and I told her to be quiet because I wasn't going to hurt her unless she shouted. She shouted and I hurt her. Pretty standard stuff, really.

Hugh Laurie

#96. The more she tried to recapture the impulse that had set her wanting to put pen to paper, the less it seemed to have ever existed in the first place.

Charles De Lint

#97. Life was a strange circle. She tried not to decipher it, but rather to accept it as it came.

Lorraine Heath

#98. I still remember screaming like a fire engine with tears rolling down my face and snot pouring out of my nose clinging onto her chubby legs as she tried to leave. Yuk! I can't believe I used to be such a baby. How embarrassing is that?

Kate Cullen

#99. She tried to worry that something terrible had happened to him, but didn't believe it for a moment. Nothing terrible ever happened to him, though she was beginning to think that it was time it damn well did. If nothing terrible happened to him soon maybe she'd do it herself. Now there was an idea.

Douglas Adams

#100. She felt tears slip from beneath her lashes, no matter how she tried to blink them back. Her heart was ablaze. It seemed that her entire life had led to this man, this moment of unexpressed love.

Lisa Kleypas