Sentence examples for feels timid from inspiring English sources

Mostly, though, "Himmatwala" feels timid and overeager.

But when the dramatic clouds finally burst, the ending feels timid and inadequate.

A cabaret is supposed to be one thing after another, yet this plunging in and out of darker waters feels timid.

This is fair enough and a welcome antidote to the chic misanthropy that often masquerades as artistic seriousness, but darkness and irrationality -- the thrill of sexual danger and violent abandon -- are central to the film's subject, and its handling of them sometimes feels timid and evasive.

Where the conceit of that movie feels timid, cooked up, and culturally thin, Anvari's is nourished by a near-traumatic sense of history, and, in terms of feminist pluck, Rashidi's presence, in the leading role, is both gutsier and more plausible than the combined efforts of all the main performers in Taylor's film.

Stewart was able to pull things into focus, saying that the Administration's way of doing things "has felt timid at times," and Obama responded that there was nothing timid or "inconsequential" about getting thirty million people on the insurance rolls.

Feeling timid in my telemark gear, I peeked over the edge of the Plunge in January, and then turned to ski the other way.

Mr. Stewart, for his part, pressed the president with the standard liberal critique, accusing him of pursuing a legislative agenda that "felt timid at times" — a characterization Mr. Obama fiercely disputed.

E-mail address GO SIGN UP Share Tweet Stewart was able to pull things into focus, saying that the Administration's way of doing things "has felt timid at times," and Obama responded that there was nothing timid or "inconsequential" about getting thirty million people on the insurance rolls.

Although outwardly intrepid, when he attempts to draw meaning from the lives that he, his father and Davey have led, his writing can feel timid, sometimes sliding toward cliché: "Life is a barren waste to cross and along the way we'll see dancing mirages that confuse us and a few scattered wells from which to draw our hope".

At Bryn Mawr, Kathy's Uncle Izzy and her brilliant lawyer father impressed many students; Kathy herself made everyone else feel timid and conventional with her relationship with Michael Meeropol, son of Julius and Ethel Rosenberg, and her drive to organize the staff of black maids.