Quotes About Relaxation

Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky. Dark, dark chocolate. People say it suits me. I do, however, try to enjoy the whole spectrum. A billion or so flavors, none of them quite the same, and a sky to slowly suck on. It takes the edge off the stress. It helps me relax.

I vacation in increments. In colors.

All afternoon, I read. I fall asleep once as well, no disrespect to the writers.

When you find yourself stressed, tense, and veering toward anxiety eating, take a time-out for just three breaths. Long, deep breaths.

I wanted to just sink into my media downloads for a while and pretend I didn't exist.

If you want a couple of weeks in bed (as I did, bi-annually), and if you have indolent and credulous parents, it's amazing what a few packs of French cigarettes will do.

I don't jog. It makes the ice jump right out of my glass.

Sitting here, with wine and food and surrounded by friends as generations must have done before us in this very place, makes all the world's troubles seem very far away.

Angel was snoring softly, curled in the cramped backseat of the car. She chuckled to herself. He could fall asleep at the drop of a hat anytime and anywhere. Unlike herself, who struggled to fall asleep anywhere but in her own bed, and even then she usually awoke in the early hours of the morning—the witching hour—her mind spinning with thoughts, recriminations, and dire warnings.

The beach house is a state of mind more than a place.

And then something blossomed deep within and opened almost like the multitude petals of a rose, pushing back the tension in rippling waves as they bloomed until she surrendered to relaxation with a soft exclamation of surprise

Sit down, please. It makes me tired to see you stand there.

Frattanto, possiamo ringraziare la nostra buona stella che, per qualche ora, ci ha sottratto alla insopportabile fatica dell'ozio.»

In any case, this simple process of first draining the Chairman's mind and then relaxing him with playful conversation had the same effect water has on a towel that has dried stiffly in the sun.

Whatever one may say, the happiest moment of the happy man is the moment ... falling asleep, and the unhappiest moment of the unhappy that of his awaking

When Ben came back to me, he said, Why are you laying with your face in the sand? I made sure all the laughter was out of me before I rolled over. I think it helps sunburn. I said.

I just want to come and sit on your front porch and drink mint juleps.

Smoking had become my favorite thing in the world to do. It was like having instant comfort, no matter where or when.

His laugh is made if porch swings and lemonade

His laugh is made of porch swings and lemonade.

Except this "if we're meant to meet, we'll meet" attitude isn't truly relaxed. So we're not going to commend you for it. This attitude is more passive than relaxed. A passivity born of entitlement. You are owed a soul mate; this has been promised to you since birth. Everybody knows that. So why worry?

Pissed-off people need back rubs and they also need gym memberships.

Some of the most relaxing weekends I have ever enjoyed were those I spent quietly with a sense of all work to date completed, and an absorbing mystery.

When I'm old and gray, I want to have a house by the sea. And paint. With a lot of wonderful chums, good music, and booze around. And a damn good kitchen to cook in.