I always resented books that tried to teach a lesson, where the characters are too good: They don't swear, they tell their mothers everything.
I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.
You know, we always tried to rationalize by saying you take the good, you take the upside, you got to deal with the downside, you've to take the downside.
Virtue is not photogenic, so I liked playing bad guys. But, whenever I played a bad guy, I tried to find something good in him, and that kept my contact with the audience.
You have been tried by twelve good men and true, not of your peers but as high above you as heaven is of hell, and they have said you are guilty.
Good designers are no longer satisfied in taking the manuscript from someone and making it look nice. One of the things that I've tried to do is move from being a designer to a content provider.
The first syndicating I tried was when two partners and I created a production company in 1952. We wanted to syndicate famous Bible stories and sell them for $25 a show.
I've actually tried to roast somebody that I don't like, and it doesn't go well. Either they're a bad sport or I'm not as funny as I could be.
What really irks me is the snide victimizing suggestion from some that I have tried to be lighthearted and funny... Oh my God - this is so offensive.
Sacrifice is truly the crowning test of the gospel. Men are tried and tested in this mortal probation to see if they will put first in their lives the kingdom of God.
The leadership lost its nerve. Instead of taking the lead in the reform movement... they pulled the plug on it. They tried and are still trying to return the church to the dry ice of the previous century and a half.
All my life I have tried to pluck a thistle and plant a flower wherever the flower would grow in thought and mind.
I found out early in life that I could hit a baseball farther than most players, and that's what I tried to do.
I was born in Philadelphia, and I've tried to escape that city all my life. I end up writing plays that force me back to Philadelphia, at least psychologically if not physically.
I have a personal life and a professional life, and there's no way to separate them; for a while I tried, but no one could find me.
I very much dislike being interviewed by the kind of journalist who tries to dig into your private life.
In 1968, the sanitation workers of Memphis tried to form a union. The city resisted. The Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. came to support them. That was where he lost his life.
I've always been a journal-keeper. I've always tried to write about how I'm experiencing life, and my feelings and thoughts.
I have always tried to perform the music I love, and I think I am lucky because my preferences are often the ones of the public.
When a man comes to me and tries to convince me that he is not a thief, then I take care of my coppers.
A mans life is interesting primarily when he has failed. I well know. For its a sign that he tried to surpass himself.
