Quotes About Vitality

Nothing tastes as good as being healthy feels.

Pure water is the world's first and foremost medicine.

There is no doubt that physical activity is the basis of efficient functioning of the human mechanism, both physical and mental.

He who has a weak constitution becomes stronger by manual exercise than a robust man without it.

Exercise is essential to the health of the whole body; it increases the circulation and the power of breathing, and stimulates every part of the body to a good healthy growth.

Fathers who share their children's growing time cannot grow old, cannot grow paunchy and stodgy and stiff even if they wished to, and who wishes to? Let another wear the dignity of the pompous front but not a boy's father. He doesn't have to. He wears the aura of young life.

Our souls are dying — our flesh needs to feel the world on our knees with our naked feet face first in the dirt — wade and splash and submerge ourselves in water that is alive not sterilized, not sanitized not dead of being nothing...

...the question isn't whether you're happy or unhappy but alive or dead.

Consequently, we should try as much as possible to maintain a high degree of health; for cheerfulness is the very flower of it.

Happiness pulses with every beat of my heart.

Sun salutations can energize and warm you, even on the darkest, coldest winter day.

Eat lightly, breathe deeply, live moderately, cultivate cheerfulness, and maintain an interest in life.

Health is a journal your body keeps about you.

Health is a relationship between you and your body.

A body well cared for glows in happy health.

Every beat of your heart is a rhythm of your soul.

New heart makes new health, dear. Happiness is haleness.

He could eat anything, no matter how loathsome or indigestible; and, once eaten, the juices of his stomach extracted the last least particle of nutriment; and his blood carried it to the farthest reaches of his body, building it into the toughest and stoutest of tissues.

The sap was rising in the pines. The willows and aspens were bursting out in young buds. Shrubs and vines were putting on fresh garbs of green. Crickets sang in the nights, and in the days all manner of creeping, crawling things rustled forth into the sun. Partridges and woodpeckers were booming and knocking in the forest. Squirrels were chattering, birds singing, and overhead honked the wild-fowl driving up from the south in cunning wedges that split the air. From

But, - and there it is, - we want to live and move, though we have no reason to, because it happens that it is the nature of life to live and move, to want to live and move. If it were not for this, life would be dead. It is because of this life that is in you that you dream of your immortality. The life that is in you is alive and wants to go on being alive forever. Bah! An eternity of piggishness!

The proper function of man is to live, not to exist

we want to live and move, though we have no reason to, because it happens that it is the nature of life to live and move, to want to live and move.

He hated the oblivion of sleep. There was too much to do, too much of life to live. He grudged every moment of life sleep robbed him of, and before the clock had ceased its clattering he was head and ears in the washbasin and thrilling to the cold bite of the water.

life is always happy when it is expressing itself