Quotes About Playfulness

We are all geniuses up to the age of ten.

I was the kid next door's imaginary friend.

When a bird hits your window have you ever wondered if God is playing angry birds with you??

Don't do anything that isn't play!

The geese were quick to enjoy themselves, once the sense of alarm had subsided and the spirit of fun took hold. Geese, Marika learned, are typically a serious lot; but after being brought into the game, they become quite committed and surprisingly sportsman-like.

Children have generative power. They create meaning as they busily connect with whatever is happening. But grown-ups often forget that ability. They tend to lose that playful, adventuresome, creative generativity by which they can ask themselves: What's worth doing today?

She knitted him a thick scarf to cover his face and he teased her about liking her warming him better. She told him impertinently that she had enough to do without that troublesome chore, and he chased her around the room. Cassie laughed out loud as they played. "Your sassy mouth makes me want to kiss you." He caught her by the waist. "You know that, Cass. So you must want a kiss." "I most certainly do." She giggled as he kissed her soundly.

A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.

A child's spirit is like a child, you can never catch it by running after it; you must stand still, and, for love, it will soon itself come back.

God made mud, God made dirt, God made boys so girls could flirt.

He rolled up on one elbow, looking down at me, the stars dusting his cheekbones. "Honey?" He kissed my forehead. "Spring?" He kissed my chin. "You are a good bit of trouble, Kazi of Brightmist." "I try my best.

You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.

Stop thinking about fun and have it" Homer Simpson

Small children are convinced that ponies deserve to see the inside of the house.

Naveen: Oh, come on. Throw a guy a bone. Elisabeth: Are you a dog? Naveen: Are you a bitch? That was how we became friends.

Happy moments are the times to be stupid, not be genius!

Man must be happy, as happy as a poor child cheerfully playing with his poor toy!

All I can say is that in my case comedy was keeping the joy of a happy childhood going strong.

I can't wait to tell him one day," she says with a giggle. "'Hey, Chaz, guess what? We knew where your precious car was all the time.' I'd like to take a photo of his face. What do you think?" "I reckon I'd smile really nicely in the photo," Santangelo says behind me, yanking me out of the way, "knowing that you'll be keeping it under your pillow for the rest of your life.

It starts off ridiculous and goes downhill from there as we each take a turn. We dance in a way that's only possible when there are no boys around. The rule is not to take yourself seriously, but whoever gets a solo has to keep as straight a face as possible and go for it.

Ser menino é estar cheio de céu por cima.

Ser menino é estar ceio de céu por cima.

Children show me in their playful smiles the divine in everyone. This simple goodness shines straight from their hearts and only asks to be lived.

My mom would be leaving the house and she'd say, 'Don't you pull out all of the old dresses in the attic and put on a show again!' And the door would close, and that's exactly what I'd do. The show was calling me!