Quotes About Relaxation

I love the day date. No wine, no shower.

I'm lively when I perform and I always put everything into a show, but when I get home I love lying down in front of the TV and relaxing.

That's how I relax. I love singing with my castmates.

I love coloring books. I keep some by my bed.

I love having candles, especially when you get downtime. I could just pass out seeing the flame flicker with the lights off.

Retirement, it seems, is the final fling. The love boat, the trip-around-the-world.

Unlike some people, who love to go out, I love to stay home.

I love going out dancing. There is nothing better than letting your hair down and staying up far too late, is there?

I love yoga. I don't do it as much as I'd like to, but I feel wonderful when I do.

I'd love to go out on a Saturday night with my friends and watch a movie, but that happens really like once a year or a couple of times.

I love to snuggle up on the sofa wrapped in my duvet watching old black and white films, and catching up with friends and family on the phone.

I just love to go home, no matter where I am, the most luxurious hotel suite in the world, I love to go home.

I love wearing trackies to lounge around the house in and the strange thing is, it doesn't matter how many new ones I get I still tend to feel most comfortable in my old ones.

I think I'm pretty laid back. I like cooking, being at home, and going to concerts. And I love to shop!

I love the ocean, but I'm just not one to lie on the beach.

When I'm in London, I love to visit Kensington gardens and just sit in the park and read a good book.

I love South American food, and I haven't really been down there. I really need a vacation.

There comes a time in every woman's life when the only thing that helps is a glass of champagne.

What a joy walking is. All the cares of life, all the hopeless, inept fuckwits that God has strewn along the Bill Bryson Highway of Life, suddenly seem far away and harmless, and the world becomes tranquil and welcoming and good. And to walk with old friends multiplies the pleasure a hundredfold.

I've been thinking Hobbes On a weekend? Well, it wasn't on purpose

Blustery cold days should be spend propped up in bed with a mug of hot chocolate and a pile of comic books.

Some days you get up and you already know that things aren't going to go well. They're the type of days when you should just give in, put your pajamas back on, make some hot chocolate and read comic books in bed with the covers up until the world looks more encouraging. Of course, they never let you do that.

You know what I like about summer days? They're just made for doing things... even if it's nothing. Especially if it's nothing.

On gray days, when it's snowing or raining, I think you should be able to call up a judge and take an oath that you'll just read a good book all day, and he'd allow you to stay home.