She wet her lips, tossed her head, tried to look away from him and gave up.

His lips tried to form a response to the question he had heard.

Amid his long, sweeping sighs, his moving lips were trying to speak.

He regarded Yisselda with melancholy eyes, though his lips tried to smile.

It was clear that her lips as she tried to contain her laughter.

Kurt bit his lower lip, stared down at the table top, tried to decide how much he dared tell.

She chewed her:lower lip for a moment, then tried to smile at her husband.

He licked his lips, over and over, then tried again; still no sound emerged.

He was in his forties, with a sour face and eyes that didn't smile even when his lips tried to.

The cracked lips tried to frame words which I could not well understand.