Quotes About Playfulness

People should be a little loony, Helena. That's the best thing about them.

For the auditioning process, I love to move my body around, maybe dance a little bit, get myself in a really loose place where I'm free to play.

I don't take myself seriously, because I'm obviously ludicrous.

When I was 14 years old, I was crazy about Dr. Seuss. I loved the words he made up, and I just thought, 'Well, if he can make up words, then I can make up words.'

It's an important thing for children to be able to make up their own words.

Oh, how your ears flap and your long nose twitches!

Look past the violence. There is a wonderful brimming spirit of innocence and fun.

Something out of childhood whistles through this space, a sense of games and half-made selves, but it's not that you're pretending to be someone else. You're pretending to be exactly who you are. That's the curious thing.

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The real you is still a little child who never grew up. Sometimes that little child comes out when you are having fun or playing, when you feel happy, when you are painting, or writing poetry, or playing the piano, or expressing yourself in some way. These are the happiest moments of your life - when the real you comes out, when you don't care about the past and you don't worry about the future. You are childlike.

We looked at each other and just laughed; everything was hysterically funny, even the playground slide was smiling at us, and at some point, deep in the night, when we were swinging on the jungle gym and showers of sparks were flying out of our mouths, I had the epiphany that laughter was light, and light was laughter, and that this was the secret of the universe.

fact it seemed we had been doing things, such as stringing necklaces of rainbow-colored candy while the radio played Belle and Sebastian

God, you're so hot, Irena. When are we going to get together, have ourselves a litter of little kiggens?" "On the first of never, Andy. And they wouldn't be kiggens. They'd be pities.

Roarke: "Darling, before we shift into the official mode, what do you have on under that dress?" Eve: "A device designed to drive men wild." Roarke: "It's working. I don't believe I've ever seen your butt move quite that way." Eve: "It's a cop's butt now, ace, so watch it." Roarke: "I am." He smiled, gave it a nice solid smack. "Believe me.

You could try being funny more often," she added, releasing her grip on his shirt. "If you do, I think I might someday be able to tolerate you, if I don't kill you first." Jason grinned. "That's the nicest thing any girl ever said to me.

You don't want me. You're all hard work and deadlines! I'm... snowballs and fun times. I'm not a Guardian.

There's a lot you can do with a name like Amelia. You can play with it, sure, is what you think I'm going to say. Make it cute (Amy), or cuter (Millie), complaining (Meelie), or French, I guess, like the movie (Amélie). You can step right into that name, is what I mean, and walk around. Swim with it or spill it on your shirt. Whisper it over like a sad, soft ache, or bark it out aloud like a mad, manic message: camellia, come heee-re, a-million, ah murder you, ye-eah.

Children think around corners.

But after a moment, Bella's eyes began to drift over Jacob's body and the nature of her thoughts changed significantly, punctuated by a sexy, mischievous smile. "Want to make love to a basketball?" she invited. Jacob threw back his head and laughed, all painful memories banished in an instant, minimal feelings in the face of his beloved's wink and smile.

A ta place, je tournerais la langue sept fois avant de parler, répliqua-t-il, une pointe d'espièglerie dans les yeux. - Dans ta bouche ou la mienne? Il se redressa et haussa un sourcil, l'air surpris. - Isabella, serais-tu en train de me faire du charme? Celle-ci poussa un long soupire théâtral. - Pas très subtil, hein?

Little known fact: sometimes wizards do things just because it amuses them.

Let us get rid of this notion that we must always associate the thoughts of God with a spirit of great solemnity. Gayety and God are not mutually exclusive.

They are the adventurers with no goal other than the everyday joy of discovery – they are galumphing.

Galloping here Galloping there Rollicking, frolicking, everywhere! (Tala's favorite part...)