Quotes About Relaxation

Hypnosis, whatever positive suggestions it may implant in the cortex to transduce into neurochemical immunological boosts, also begins with telling the patient to close her or his eyes and become more relaxed. Both closing the eyes and relaxing move the patient from beta waves/outer attention/sympathetic system to alpha-theta waves/inner attention/parasympathetic system.

Well, at that point, the only thing to do is relax and enjoy the show.

Susan had decided to sit by the pool at the hotel with a copy of a book by Alice Miller called The Drama of the Gifted Child.

Pearl the Wonder Dog was asleep on her back, in the armchair next to the fireplace, with her feet sticking up in the air.

I had my arm around her shoulder. She had her head against my neck. "Postcoital languor," she said, "is almost as good as inducing it.

Ho sentito un alito di brezza, il primo da quattro mesi che non lasciasse una morsa gelida. Ho annusato la primavera, e la linfa che scorreva. Stavo vivendo uno di quei rari momenti di pace assoluta, in cui il corpo è rilassato, la mente non s'interroga e il mondo è un trionfo. E tutto perché Teheran era lontana.

Books are the blessed chloroform of the mind.

WHEN COLE CUT HIM FREE, Jon amscrayed back to West Hollywood. He hadn't been home long enough to heat his pool, but Jon stripped as he walked through his house, and hit the water like a naked lawn dart. The

WHEN COLE CUT HIM FREE, Jon amscrayed back to West Hollywood. He hadn't been home long enough to heat his pool, but Jon stripped as he walked through his house, and hit the water like a naked lawn dart. The cold water slapped him; lit up his skin with a thousand stingers, but was clear, and clean, and cleansing. Jon loved it. First thing he did when he got home from a job: into the pool, out; it was like being reborn. Jon

The man's breathing grew shallow and steady, his heartbeat slowed, and when the surge of his pulse grew no slower, Maggie knew he was sleeping. She lifted her head enough to see him, but seeing him was unnecessary. She could smell his sleep by the change in his scent as his body relaxed and cooled. She

Jack called to his friend. "Mañana, dude. We're gonna hang." "We

Sleep was like sex. The less you had, the more you craved it

Think of what a better world it would be if we all - the whole world had cookies and milk about 3 o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankets for a nap.

Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing -- absolutely nothing -- half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats. Simply messing' he went on dreamily: 'messing -- in -- boats; messing

the best part of a holiday is perhaps not so much to be resting yourself, as to see all the other fellows busy working. He

After all, the best part of a holiday is perhaps not so much to be resting yourself, as to see all the other fellows busy working. He

Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing – absolutely nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.

We were always ready for tea at any time, and especially when combined with beasts.

Phineas gave Abigail an encouraging smile. "Chillax, dudette. He didn't want to bite you." She wondered if she'd overreacted. "He didn't?" "Naw." Phineas smirked. "He just wanted to jump your bones.

The car picked up speed, and the sound seemed to lull me.I could relax, I thought as I felt the tingling of circulation in my limbs. I was in Trent's car, wrapped in a blanket, and held in his arms. He wouldn't let anything hurt me. He wasn't singing, though,I mused.Shouldn't he be singing?

I can think of a lot of things to do, he said, and none of them involve standing up. - Al

I'm telling you, Ivy, this is the best thing to happen to her since that boy band she liked got run over by a pack of migrating deer. Look how relaxed she is. Better than a spa day.

Close your eyes. Take a breath. Count to three. Let it out. Count to four." "Shove it up your ass," he said, hunching into himself and starting to shake. "The last time you told me to close my eyes and count from ten, look what happened to me.

There is nothing which has yet been contrived by man by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn. —SAMUEL JOHNSON