Quotes About Relaxation

Chocolate is cheaper than therapy, and you don't need an appointment.

But the important thing here is to remember to practice self-care in times of stress. Take a walk, paint a picture, murder someone, burn the body, and clean up the crime scene.

A glass of wine is always the solution. Even if you aren't sure of the problem." PHOEBE TRAEGER

That's because your idea of exercise is reading in bed until your arms hurt from holding up your Kindle

It's the only thing I haven't marathoned yet." She turned

After fighting a brush fire at the base of Cedar Ridge for ten straight hours, Aidan Kincaid had only three things on his mind: sex, pizza, and beer. Given the way the day had gone, he'd gladly take them in any order he could get them.

I am the opposite of most people: for me home is work and work is home. I breathe a sigh of relief when I am buried under the weight of immense work obligations, and I vibrate with anxiety when I imagine this thing called relaxing with a cup of tea.

I've had a tense couple of days. And I've got to tell you, burning someone's face off sounds like a great way to relax.

Stop, Kincaid said in a calm voice. Unclench. Unclench what? Murphy demanded. Unclench your ass. Excuse me? You're going to trip the beam. You need another quarter inch. Relax. I am relaxed, Murphy growled. Oh, Kincaid said. Damn, great ass then.

It's a rational sort of fear that puts a lawn chair down in the front of your thoughts and brings a cooler of drinks along with it.

I set things down and locked up my wards and the heavy steel door I'd had installed after a big, bad demon had huffed and puffed and blown down the original. It wasn't until I had them all firmly secured that I let out a slow breath and started to relax. The living room was lit only by the embers of the fire and a few tiny flames. From the kitchen alcove, I heard the soft thumping sound of Mouse's tail wagging against the icebox

Life is like a hot bath. It feels good while you're in it, but the longer you stay, the more wrinkled you get.

There's only one thing to do in crisis like this - SLEEP ON IT! Garfield, the cat.

Sometimes I have trouble falling asleep but it's not so bad I don't worry and I don't weep. In fact I'm glad. Because I get up off my pillow and I flip on the light. I get down and get hip in the still of the night I stretch and I yawn and then I breathe real deep And dance myself to sleep. I hoof around my beddie just a-tappin' my toes Before I know what's happened I'm a-ready to doze Got some partners I can count the boogie-woogie sheep I dance myself to sleep.

I have never cared about setting world records, or filling my boat with fish, or, for that matter, even catching fish. I go for the experience of spending six hours in the arms of the ocean, never thinking of a single thing except chasing fish.

Cheeseburger in paradise!

I am easy here in a way that I am not easy in other places.

A somnolence so dense it seemed to inhibit breathing…

Roux seemed different here, more relaxed, outlined in fire as he supervised his cooking. I remember river crayfish, split and grilled over the embers, sardines, early corn, sweet potatoes, caramelized apples rolled in sugar and flash-fried in butter, thick pancakes, honey. We ate with our fingers from tin plates and drank cider and more of the spiced wine.

When this is over...we will got to the rainforest, or a beach as white as bone. We will eat grapes from the vine, we will swim with sea turtles, we will walk miles on cobblestone streets. We will laugh and talk and confess. We will.

sleep is such a luxury, which i cant afford.

I think the worst sort of time travel is how the clock speeds up when I'm on my break.

Rest is the sweet sauce of labour.

My favorite spot is the Maldives. Since I travel so much for work, I like to go to places that are very secluded and quiet.