Quotes About Relaxation

I can't tell you how great it is to get away with a girlfriend for four days shopping in Paris. Now that's what I call a vacation.

This afternoon my husband Eric set big drop cloths in the backyard as an activity for them. He's done this for years, laying out paints and brushes so they can have at it. He says it's like therapy. A way to get out all your emotions. I panicked the first time I saw them throwing paint.

We will make ourselves comfortable and sleep, and eat as much as we can stuff into our bellies, and drink and smoke so that hours are not wasted. Life is short.

It is good, sometimes, not to have to think of anything. Not to have to do everything yourself. To be able to lean. Ach, darling, it is all quite easy really.

Paris is a city where time is best to spend by doing nothing

As long as there was tea, there was England.

If we can't be safe, let us at least be comfortable.

There is nothing like the diversion of travel for one who is mentally fagged.

No one ever died from sleeping in an unmade bed.

We hit the sunny beaches where we occupy ourselves keeping the sun off our skin, the saltwater off our bodies, and the sand out of our belongings.

This is a good place, he said. There's a lot of liquor, I agreed.

Wine is a grand thing, I said. It makes you forget all the bad.

Drinking wine was not a snobbism nor a sign of sophistication nor a cult; it was as natural as eating and to me as necessary...

Oh, don't go to hell," I said. "Stick around. We're just starting lunch.

Well,' Bill said, 'we might as well have another drink.' 'Damned good idea,' Mike said. 'One never gets anywhere by discussing finances.

A bottle of wine was good company.

The colonel breakfasted with the leisure of a fighter who has been clipped badly, hears four, and knows how to relax truly for five seconds or more.

I sat back in the corner with a heavy mug of dark beer and an opened glazed-paper package of pretzels and ate the pretzels for the salty flavor and the good way they made the beer taste and read about disaster.

THE GAMBLER,THE NUN & THE RADIO Yes, and music is the opium of the people.

leer servía para no pensar en el trabajo ni preocuparse hasta el momento de reemprenderlo.

It was hard work walking uphill. His muscles ached and the day was hot but Nick felt happy. He felt he had left everything behind, the need for thinking, the need to write, other needs. It was all back of him.

Bed is my friend

After supper we went up-stairs and smoked and read in bed to keep warm. Once in the night I woke and heard the wind blowing. It felt good to be warm and in bed.

Sometimes the most important thing in a whole day is the rest we take between two deep breaths, or the turning inwards in prayer for five short minutes.