Quotes About Spontaneity

Only bad actors memorize lines. Good actors are perpetually writing them as they act.

It makes me wonder now, in middle age, if being spontaneous and kind and curious are all parts of our natural ability to swim.

So I didn't have time to craft artful lies and evasions even if I'd wanted to.

Why not grab life by the shoulders and not give too much of a damn about it?

We didn't sit around looking at our phone or looking at our computer or looking at the television. We didn't sit around looking at screens. We didn't wait for a screen to give us a signal to do something: We were off doing whatever we wanted." I

I have always preferred an occasional orgy to a nightly routine. What? Aunt Augusta said that. In Travels with My Aunt.

The line, Lasko. Do you know anyone in San Francisco? Are you just gonna get off the train and take a streetcar to the swimming pool?" "I might. I could." "You have to have a plan, Lasko." "No, I don't. Not after this. I don't have to have a plan in the world.

C'mon, let's go join those tedious people.

I guess I'll just … play it by ear." She could have bitten her tongue off.

Sometimes, Jean thought a little wearily, he filled to perfection the classic recipe for a small boy: "a noise surrounded by dirt.

Jean thought a little wearily, he filled to perfection the classic recipe for a small boy: "a noise surrounded by dirt.

That was the thing about best friends, she supposed. Sometimes they just acted without waiting to be asked.

Tod Donald rarely did anything voluntarily, or with planning, or even with intent acknowledged to himself; he found himself doing one thing, and then he found himself doing another, and that, as he saw it, was the way one lived along, never deciding, never helping.

For any director with a little lucidity, masterpieces are films that come to you by accident.

Why be formal when you can be fabulously feral? Why be conventional when you can be happy?

I quickly realized that friendships without tomorrows, and the little anguishes of parting, were part of the pleasures of traveling. I resolutely avoided bores, saw only those who amused me. We spent afternoons taking long walks, nights drinking and talking, and then we would leave each other, never to meet again, and there were no regrets. How simple life was. No regrets, no obligations, my acts and gestures counted for nothing, no one asked my advice, and I knew no other rule but my whims.

Ready-made phrases and the ritual of etiquette were unknown to him; his thoughtfulness was pure improvisation, and it resembled the little inventions affection inspires.

No soy una cosa, sino espontaneidad que desea, que ama, que anhela, que actúa.

Exister authentiquement ce n'est pas nier le mouvement spontané de ma transcendance, mais seulement refuser de me perdre en lui

Go. Run with it. Make trouble.

Maybe I could... secretly fix a trailer onto the car when Luke ins't looking? Ot maybe I could wear all my clothes, on top of each other, and say I'm feeling a bit chilly...

11:06–11:12 daydreamed about bumping into George Clooney in street 11:12–11:18 attempted to touch nose with tongue

There's always a blip! There's always a crisis! Every year you put off doing anything fun—

Sense has taken a back seat for now. Alcohol is in charge of talking. And Alcohol says, 'Woo! Anything goes!