Quotes About Play

Are you suggesting I'm all work and no play?" "Sorry, babe, but I call it as I see it." "That's not what you said last night, babe ." "Don't be bringing that up. I'm in public.

Play is the most natural method of self-healing that childhood affords.

The playing adult steps sideward into another reality; the playing child advances forward to new stages of mastery.

You see a child play, and it is so close to seeing an artist paint, for in play a child says things without uttering a word. You can see how he solves his problems. You can also see what's wrong. Young children, especially, have enormous creativity, and whatever's in them rises to the surface in free play.

With art, when you're making something completely fucking useless, you can lose your sense of play. But for me everything is fun. If I lose that sense of play, I would just die or fade away. I love it because it's so useless. It's the most indulgent thing you can do, to make art. It's so fucking selfish and I love it. I reckon I'm worth eight thousand dollars an hour, and the rest.

Life is a game and people love games. But games need rules. Most children's plays or guileless entertaining assume rules. Without rules we cannot play and without play we cannot enjoy life. ("When forgetting the rules of the game" )

The past becomes our second personality. It is our intrinsic safety code, irrespective of a potential love-hate relationship. It may become our guardian angel and protect us from a bleak blind alley, since it knows that "we" know and we know the colors of its cards. Experience is a tough master and knows the tricks of the trade. It teaches us how to play. ( " Not without the past" )

Stop it, you two!" Spiderleg's stern mew echoed around the hollow as he separated his kits. "We were just playing," Toadkit complained. "Well, play something quieter!" Spiderleg snapped. "I don't envy you, Graystripe. Two kits are hard enough." Then he yelped in pain. "When I told you to play something else, Toadkit, I didn't mean attacking my tail!

Dustpaw, Sandpaw and Graypaw were play fighting, chasing one another's tails and bundling one another around the clearing.

Tallkit backed away as their dark brown pelts scuffed the snow. It must be fun to have a littermate to play fight with. If only Finchkit hadn't died.

Let him play peacefully and chase nothing fiercer than a ball of moss for as many moons as he can.

Tuesday, November 17th. 1896 ... I remember I used to half believe and wholly play with fairies when I was a child. What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood, tempered and balanced by knowledge and common-sense.

Part of the magic of childhood for most of us, looking back, was the sensation of freedom in your own body - the feeling that these legs were made for skipping.

You see kids, little boys, practicing the jeers of their television heroes--they shape themselves on such models. It's a strange conformity to what's thrust at them; they adopt it and adapt it and play with it.

Then you check for paraphernalia, always bearing in mind that the line between cosplay, magic practice, and niche sex play can get pretty blurry.

I often talk with other actors about that time when you've just finished a job, because I think you do take on the characteristics of some of the characters you play. Sometimes it can be a great thing and sometimes it's a bit haunting because you're not quite sure how to leave it on set. My dad talks about it as being 'de-personalised.'

Work as if you were to live a thousand years, play as if you were to die tomorrow.

the business of being a child in this country is rapidly disappearing into an abyss that consists not only of programs and tests but also of extracurricular activities.

true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.

One of the hazards of having a good idea is that intelligent people tend to realize it is a good idea and seek to play a part.

What's a good investment? Go home from work early and spend the afternoon throwing a ball around with your son.

It's all so confusing this brutal abusing They blacken your eyes and then apologize Be daddy's good girl, and don't tell mommy a thing Be a good little boy, and you'll get a new toy Tell grandma you fell from the swing

Go play with the towns you have built of blocks, The towns where you would have bound me! I sleep in my earth like a tired fox, And my buffalo have found me.

Games lubricate the body and the mind.