No one could tell you: you just had to go through it on your own. If you were lucky, you came out on the other side and understood. If you didn't, you kept getting thrust back, retracing those steps, until you finally got it right.
I was a nerdy kid and I was writing and showing other fellows who are still my friends what I was writing. We were sharing that and kept sharing it. The experiences they had were so different than mine.
With the situation as gray as it could be, no one was more conspicuous in his calm presence of mind than Washington. They must be "cool but determined" he had told the men before the battle, when spirits were high. Now, in the face of catastrophe, he was demonstrating what he meant by his own example. Whatever anger or torment or despair he felt, he kept to himself.
My health, thank God, has kept my brain alive.
One's faith is kept alive as one occasionally meets a realized ideal of better human relations.
We just couldn't hit shots. We had good looks but they weren't falling and we kept turning the ball over.
Personally I kept my feelings out of it and created a fantasy. That's the process of going through this world being beautiful.
Milk Duds kept me going.
Once our idea of heaven meant all the dead relatives waiting on the kept lawn of the many mansions as if, suddenly sinless, they had nothing to do.
Money is the reward for risks taken, value delivered and promises kept.
When I was a child, it was a matter of pride that I could plow through a Nancy Drew story in one afternoon, and begin another in the evening. . . . I was probably trying to impress the librarians who kept me supplied with books.
I kept glancing at him and away from him, as if his green eyes were hurting me. In modern parlance he was a laser beam. Deadly and delicate he seemed. His victims had always loved him. And I had always loved him, hadn't I, no matter what happened, and how strong could love grow if you had eternity to nourish it, and it took only these few moments in time to renew its momentum, its heat? -Lestat
I couldn't help shaking my head as I looked at him. Ian slept like a baby every morning - well, a baby who continually kept one hand down his pants.
I'm sure that if Plato hadn't been against music with a strong sexual beat, Bloom would have kept quiet about rock-and-roll.
Kept his locker full of weed just to satisfy his smoking needs and his love of fire.
As an artist, let the creativity be the priority as often as you can, even though we all understand that there are bills to pay. My favorite artists are those who have always kept a strong creative image and their vision for their art at the forefront.
From one match to the next, I kept on winning.
Satan has been the best friend the church has ever had, as he has kept it in business all these years!
As a young man you don't notice at all that you were, after all, badly affected. For years afterwards, at least ten years, I kept getting these dreams, in which I had to crawl through ruined houses, along passages I could hardly get through.
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same. And I still remember how you kept me so afraid.