Quotes About Play

When you're in a play, you never really have a sense of what an audience is experiencing. The experience of doing a play is so different from the experience of seeing it.

I decided to pursue an acting career after having had an incredible experience working on a play in high school.

Language always preserves a play or figure/ground relation between experience, and perception and its replay in expression.

I can't say enough, how important my faith is to how I play the game and who I am.

Being ignored is so very irritating. I will be petty and blow your phone up, don't play with me!

People these days find emotions as the best toy to play with!!

With all the toys in the world people choose feelings to play with.

You'll never change, the games that you play, it's just who you are. And I have to believe, It's you and not me, you're a boy without a heart.

I'm tired of breaking down. I'm tired of this silly game. I'm done and giving up. Sorry, I guess you need to look for a new play toy.

New year is a day, to tune the rhythm called SOUL, with best chords called EXPERIENCES and play the guitar called LIFE.

What matters is not how many miles you run. What matters is whether you are having Fun!

Today I will do something just for the fun of it. I will find something to do thats just for me, and I wont worry about what I should be doing. I will learn how to make myself feel good and enjoy life to the fullest.

The triumph of life is not that you are playing a dice with God, but it is that of your faithful ability.

I heard a humming, like before a spell is cast. His gaze was a honed blade. All this had been prologue. As if we were in a play, we stood.

And as we swam, or played, or talked, a feeling would come. It was almost like fear, in the way that it filled me, rising in my chest. It was almost like tears, in how swiftly it came. But it was neither of those, buoyant where they were heavy, bright where they were dull.

As we swam, or played, or talked, a feeling would come. It was almost like fear, in the way it filled me, rising my chest. It was almost like tears, in how swiftly it came. But it was neither of those, buoyant where they were heavy, bright where they were dull.

To align oneself with the real while intimating that others are at play, approximate, or in imitation can feel good. But any fixed claim on realness, especially when it is tied to an identity, also has a finger in psychosis.

To align oneself with the real while intimating that others are at play, approximate, or in imitation can feel good. But any fixed claim on realness, especially when it is tied to an identity, also has a finger in psychosis. If a man who thinks he is a king is mad, a king who thinks he is a king is no less so.

He taught me that language was rubbery, plastic. It wasn't, as I thought, something you just use, but something you can play with. Words were made up of little bits that could be shuffled, turned back to front, remixed. They could be tucked and folded into other words to produce unexpected things. It was like cookery, like alchemy. Language hid more than it revealed.

Thus it is a question of time as material, time that we shape as we please, that we compose and recompose, time that we play with for the pleasure of it.

Arthur's class was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. Mr. Ratburn was about to announce the director for the Thanksgiving play, The Big Turkey Hunt. Arthur chewed his pencil. "I hope he picks me," whispered Francine. They all held their breath. "I've chosen Arthur to direct the play," said Mr. Ratburn. He handed Arthur the script. "Me? The director?" said Arthur. "Oh, no," grumbled Francine. "This is going to be a disaster.

The play was only six days away. Where would Arthur find a turkey? Arthur knew he could count on his family. "I'd love to be the turkey," said his father. "But I have a dentist appointment that I don't want to miss." "The world is full of turkeys," joked his mother. "You should be able to find one. " "I wouldn't be caught dead in that outfit!" said his sister, D.W.

Yeah, my dream would be to work for 6 months and then have 6 months to play, just snowboarding, surfing, and going to cool places to listen and be alone and kinda chill out.

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where Nature may heal and cheer and give strength to body and soul alike.