Quotes About Play

To grow up is to find the small part you are playing in the extraordinary drama written by somebody else.

In real play, which is real concentration, the child is not only outside time, he is outside himself. He has thrown himself completely into whatever it is that he is doing. A child playing a game, building a sand castle, painting a picture, is completely in what he is doing. His self-consciousness is gone; his consciousness is wholly focused outside himself.

When we are self-conscious, we cannot be wholly aware; we must throw ourselves out first. This throwing ourselves away is the act of creativity. So, when we wholly concentrate, like a child in play, or an artist at work, then we share in the act of creating. We not only escape time, we also escape our self-conscious selves.

When we can play with the unself-conscious concentration of a child, this is: art: prayer: love.

On life's stage for your real life play, always choose the best, most excellent actors for top success.

The greatest teacher is just going out and playing.

Getting to play a yogic healer was awesome. I love yoga, so I've had a lot of teachers.

In every job that must be done, there is an element of fun. You find the fun and - SNAP - the job's a game!

I don't look back with any pleasure at the sacrifices I made. I consider it time wasted. Whereas I do not think it time wasted to be idle, to dream, to play. Very much the contrary, I think.

But we were lonely. we had nobody to play with. The gay child, the inventive child, the spirited and wild child, was lonely.

Characters in a novel or a play who act all the way through exactly as one expects them to... This consistency of theirs, which is held up to our admiration, is on the contrary the very thing which makes us recognise that they are artificially composed.

In fact, I've come to the conclusion that the more you entertain children, the more bored they will get.

I've come to the conclusion that the more you entertain children, the more bored they will get.

the more you entertain children, the more bored they will get.

Boredom is actually a crucial warning sign—as important in its own way as physical pain. It's a sign that our capacity for wonder and delight, contemplation and attention, real play and fruitful work, has been dangerously depleted.

He plays, and she dfrits along the curvature of the earth. He plays, and her body is flooded with gratitude. He plays, and she understands that the end us coming. When he stops, she can't speak. Words will break the trance, will sound trivial and tried. She'd have to wish him good luck, and he'd return the phrase. Perhaps he'd tell her that he would write to her. And everything they had just experienced would be punctuated by the commonplace. When he walks by her, he holds out his hand.

We follow our scripts like actors in a very large, very long production. And even with no audience, none of us gives a hint that it isn't real.

Have fun and be careful!

Jenny didn't know how to share. She wouldn't cooperate with the other children. She said she wanted to play by herself, but when the other kids left her alone, she complained bitterly. "Nobody likes me," she wailed. She was sitting at a picnic table making a get-well card. She lowered her head onto her arm, the picture of despair.

Okay, so Courtie had some dirt on the knees of her pants and a piece of grass in her hair and a little red around her mouth. She was four. What did Leigh expect? Four-year-olds get dirty. I'd be more worried if she were pristine every day. To me, dirt is a sign of fun. It's normal.

crayons and things. The kids we sit for go wild when we bring them on

Van Wort was fat and his name was Van Wort. With that combination, why would you pack your kid off to camp? Let him play with ladybugs in the safety of his own lawn.

What work I have done I have done because it has been play. If it had been work I shouldn't have done it. . . . The work that is really a man's own work is play and not work at all. . . . When we talk about the great workers of the world we really mean the great players of the world.

The asides, as you call them, and the soliloquies, in a play, however frequent, are very poor (because unnatural) shifts of bungling authors, to make their performances intelligible to the audience.