Quotes About Playfulness

Silly language was very much a part of our lives so stringing together nice sentences and being conscious of interesting words were the sorts of things I enjoyed as a child.

Skipping: a joyful impulse, stunted at puberty.

I was like 'Okay, sure, fine, whatever swings your string,' and she was all 'Babycakes you swing my string,' which is a really nice thing for someone to say to you, especially before you use mouthwash

Almost nothing lives here anymore, except where we plant it? No. No, no, no. We don't know any of that. We have tea parties with our teddies. We go sledding. We enjoy being young. We take what's coming to us. That's our way.

Gods pretend to be parents, but they are children, clapping their hands and shouting for more.

A gaggle of giggles?" Meyer said, trying that one on me. My turn. "How about a prance of pussycats?" "Not bad at all. Hmmm. A scramble of scrumptious?

Even as a grown-up, I love pretending to be a grown-up.

Seeing the world through the eyes of a child is the purest joy that anyone can experience.

One of the best things in the world to be is a boy; it requires no experience, but needs some practice to be a good one

I hadn't been free from adult responsibilities since I was 12, and I needed to experience that. I really needed to just be a kid again.

Being an adult is all about how well you can hide the fact that you're still a kid.

I love being in a relationship where you can act ABSOLUTELY silly together.

Life is boring if you don't laugh, joke around and be little crazy every now and then. At the end of the day it's about being happy.

Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?

Enough," she said, putting a finger on Guy's lips. He opened his mouth and bit it lightly, then began teasing the end of it with his tongue. "Stop it!" she exclaimed, pulling it out and wiping it on his shirt. "You are the limit, Guy Webber, do you know that?

Esme began playing the game she often played with herself at times like this, looking over the room and working out how she might get round it without touching the floor. She could climb from the sofa to the low table and, from there, to the fender stool. Along that and then—

Swedes up in Dakota—know what they do sometimes? Put pepper on the floor. Gits up the ladies' skirts an' makes 'em purty lively—lively as a filly in season. Swedes do that sometimes." In

And sometimes being silly breaks the even pace and lets you get a new start.

Growing old is unavoidable, but never growing up is possible. I believe you can retain certain things from your childhood if you protect them - certain traits, certain places where you don't let the world go.

Few things are more delightful than grandchildren fighting over your lap.

I was raised in a family where no one had a serious bone in their body and every answer was a riddle, a joke, or a prank.

I do remember, as a child, that I always imagined, when I was maybe 6 or 7, my fantasy was that everywhere I went I was being followed by an invisible film crew.

Things have to be beautifully made, even if they are full of fun, fantasy and futility

The best I do, if I'm just playing around and riffing in a fantasy world, and then I'll write something down. Hopefully I write it down.