Quotes About Play

For me, self-care is a lesson I'm still learning. But it begins with space away from the heaviness of life. I now take time to play, laugh, and, every once in awhile, sleep.

The older I grow the more earnestly I feel that the few joys of childhood are the best that life has to give.

Indeed, the graduate student lifestyle maintained no clear distinction between weekday and weekend, a blending together of work and play that culminated, though it often let one accomplish extraordinary amounts, in the gradual erosion of the ability ever to feel free of the obligation to be working.

It's funny how much of your childhood is about proximity.

Aching familiar in a way that made me wish I was still eight. Eight was before death or divorce or heartbreak. Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders, Judy Blume, in bed by nine thirty.

As you grow up you spend less and less time outside. Nobody can say "Go play outside" to you anymore to you.

Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders,

Do you have any idea how badly you've hurt her, over and over again? You treat her like a toy that you just pick up and play with whenever you feel like it. You're like a little boy. Someone else took what was yours, and you don't like that one bit, so you swoop in and shit all over everything just because you can.

I also think you need to learn how to kick back and have fun.

Someone had given my daughter a doctor's kit. Carefully, she takes her own temperature, places the pressure cuff around her arm. Then she takes the cuff off and examines it. "Would you like to be a doctor when you grow up?" I ask her. She looks at me oddly. "I'm already a doctor," she says.

Sometimes she plays a game now where she scatters her stuffed animals all over the living room. "Babies, babies," she mutters darkly as she covers them with white napkins. "Civil War Battlefield," we call it.

Children who "play well" become enterprising and active adults.

At the end of six innings of play, it's Montreal 5, Expos 3.

Davis fouls out to third in fair territory.

Grubb goes back, back... He's under the warning track and makes the play.

Johnny Grubb slides into second with a standup double.

Ozzie makes a leaping, diving stop, shovels to Fernando and everybody drops everything.

There's a high pop-up behind second. Richardson has got it and he's under it.

There's a shot up the alley. Oh, it's just foul.

Thomas is racing for it, but McCovey is there and can't get his glove to it. That play shows the inexperience, not on Thomas' part, but on the part of Willie McC ... well, not on McCovey's part either.

For a time Jerry toyed with appearing in another improvisational play called Story Theater, in which he and Carbone considered and rehearsed singing Frankie Avalon's hit Venus, but changing the key lyric to "penis.

And that's when I realized, when you're a kid you don't need a costume, you ARE superman.

If A equals success, then the formula is A equals X plus Y plus Z. X is work. Y is play. Z is keeping your mouth shut." —Albert Einstein

If A equals success, then the formula is A equals X plus Y plus Z. X is work. Y is play. Z is keeping your mouth shut.