Quotes About Playfulness

struggled to get down to play with this new friend, but Ethan held me tight.

Empecé a darme cuenta de que para él era importante que el juego terminara conmigo de espaldas al suelo y él mordisqueándome la cara y el cuello.

My mother came over to give the new dog a good sniff. Daisy held still and then did the same back. She wasn't shy with Rocky or me, either. When we came over, Daisy stuck her nose down to be sniffed, and even flopped down so we could wrestle with her. I liked Daisy, I decided. Wrestling was even more fun than chasing. But when Jennifer came outside with bowls of food and water, Daisy waited until Jennifer was far away before she bolted over to the food and devoured it in three gulps.

guessed that's why he'd come to this mountain, to play with me, because he didn't seem to have much else to do with his life.

I like children - fried.

In times of joy, all of us wished we possessed a tail we could wag.

To A Squirrel At Kyle-Na-No Come play with me; Why should you run Through the shaking tree As though I'd a gun To strike you dead? When all I would do Is to scratch your head And let you go.

Never do anything that isn't play.

Teddy said it was a hat, So I put it on. Now dad is saying, "where the heck's the toilet plunger gone?

Those who shun the whimsy of things will experience rigor mortis before death.

Why the Hatfords? Who else was as much fun to tease, trick, fool, annoy, harass, and just plain drive to distraction?

there was nothing but mutual mischief.

Even the Gods love jokes.

Here. Have a Coke. That's good for a sore throat, right?" "Good for everything," Shane croaked, and took the extended cold can with good grace. "Thanks." "You owe me a dollar," Eve said. "I'll add it to the five thousand you already owe me, though." He blew her a kiss, and she stuck her tongue out at him, and that was the end of the subject, thankfully.

No way, Eve replied. If you're going, go big. Remind me to play poker with you later, Michael said. I love a girl who'll go all in. She hip-bumped him. That's what you want to do with me later? Dude. Respect the dress, at least. Michael trailed his pale fingers down her back, following the line of her spine, all the way to the red rose. Eve shivered, and her eyes went half-closed. Whatever Michael whispered in her ear, Claire thought it was probably way too personal to hear.

Hey." Shane's hip nudged her chair, and he bent over, putting his mouth very close to her ear. "What are you doing?" "Thinking." "Stop." "Stop thinking?" "You're doing way too much of it. It'll make you go blind." She laughed and turned her face toward his. "I think you're thinking of something else.

What time is it? Three a.m. Michael's making a snack. You want anything? Um...no. Thanks. She slid off the couch and then stood there like an idiot, unwilling to leave because he was still smiling and...she liked it. Who won? Which game? Oh. I guess I was asleep for a while. Don't worry. We didn't let the zombies get you. This time, his smile was positively wicked. Claire felt it like a hot blanket all over her skin.

The only use she has for the word fun is to make the word funeral.

On the other hand, dogs eat with gusto, play with exuberance, work happily when given the opportunity, surrender themselves to the wonder and the mystery of their world, and love extravagantly.

Their perpetual readiness for play is endearing, and their willingness to forgive deception time after time is one of the key differences between the heart of a dog and the human heart. Trixie

he had kidded with us that if we didn't let go at the proper moment, he would slap our hands with a stick, and we had all laughed because who would be silly enough to hang on when they should let go?

Most people believe that happiness and fun are virtually identical. Ask them, for example, to imagine a scene of happy people. Most people immediately conjure up a picture of people having fun (e.g. laughing, playing games, drinking at a party). Few people imagine a couple raising children, a couple married thirty years, someone reading a great book, or people doing any of the other things that really do bring happiness.

Do ye want me to be a horse, a bear, or a dog?" "A hedgehog." "A hedgehog? And just how does a hedgehog make love?" he demanded. No, I thought. I won't. I will not. But I did. "Very carefully," I replied, giggling helplessly. So now we know just how old that one is, I thought.

You'll have to keep it up for longer than that, if you expect ecstatic moans," I answered. "Two minutes doesn't deserve any more than a giggle.