Quotes About Spontaneity

I had never thought of Marley as any kind of model, but sitting there sipping my beer, I was aware that maybe he held the secret for a good life. Never slow down, never look back, live each day w/ adolescent verve and spunk and curiosity and playfulness.

Never slow down, never look back, live each day with adolescent verve and spunk and curiosity and playfulness. If you think you're still a young pup, then maybe you are, no matter what the calendar says.

Hitchhiking was such a pure form of existence. You'd wake up in the morning, and you'd have no idea what your day was going to be. And that's something I've never been able to shake. I loved that.

From 1934 to 1948, the motto of the BBC was Quaecunque, Latin for 'Whatever'.

See?" I crowed. "I know what I'm doing. Two weeks, tops, and you'll be begging to dip your fries in my shake." "You think?" It took me about a second before I realized I'd done it again. My mouth seriously needed a chaperone.

I lead a life of severe self-control mitigated by moments of impulse.

Her headlong rush telegraphed all her youth and incaution.

Everything ungirt, artless, ardent, urgent about Louie was to the fore: all over herself she gave the impression of twisted stockings.

Never plan a picnic' Father said. 'Plan a dinner, yes, or a house, or a budget, or an appointment with the dentist, but never, never plan a picnic.

By definition 'winging it' is not a plan.

She laughed at bad jokes, stayed out too late, and overslept too often. Charity Hill loved holidays and she hated budgets and the alarm clock.

Man's reason was set free, but he used that freedom to try to dominate everything that now seemed separate from himself and human reason, the so-called Other. Science, law, government, even language itself—all became instruments by which Western man reduced diversity to sameness, spontaneity to uniformity, and difference (defined as the Other) to multiform objects for control, like butterflies in a killing-jar.

Ce soir-là, . . . vous rentrez aux cafés éclatants, Vous demandez des bocks ou de la limonade . . . On n'est pas sérieux, quand on a dix-sept ans Et qu'on a des tilleuls verts sur la promenade.

On n'est pas sérieux, quand on a dix-sept ans Et qu'on a des tilleuls verts sur la promenade.

On n'est pas sérieux, quand on a dix-sept ans.

Ho una ostinata fiducia nella suggestione immediata, automatismo o spontaneismo come chiamar la si voglia, e diffido dei razionalismi e delle modificazioni ulteriori. Considero la poesia, innanzitutto, come un mezzo di scoperta, di conoscenza delle tendenze latenti, mie e della realtà che mi attornia.

One possible reason why things aren't going according to plan is that there never was a plan.

Don't forget to embrace and get closer to your inner child.

The one law of Art is its own spontaneity, its pleasure and freedom. How mystic, pure and simple is its wish; it has no idea of potential divinity! Decoration is its creed and vital allegory is its belief. Being the 'Free Morality,' it has no sin – then most assuredly Art is all we dare express without excuse.

Life is too short to be taken seriously.

Here's to Never Growing up

Here's to never grown up!

I don't set goals. Like, that's what I want to be doing however many years from now. I do what I love to do at the moment. If I wake up tomorrow and decide I want to dance, that's what I'd do. Or design clothes.

My motto is - if it feels good -" he grinned as he held her gaze "- then I do it.