Quotes About Playfulness

Angels fly because they take themselves lightly.

Children have neither a past nor a future. Thus they enjoy the present, which seldom happens to us.

What is Imagination but mental mischief of a kind, and why can't the youngster protectively occupy himself with invention of that sort before maturity works him over?

One never kids about monkey sex with chocolate sauce.

Please, Eve, these public displays of affection must stop. I have a reputation." "Keep it up, ace, and I'll give you a public display of affection that'll have you limping for a week." "Now I'm excited.

If children don't push the edges now and again, what's the point of being a child?

Listen, if I can manage it, I'll try to swing home this afternoon for a bit. To—I don't know—help you out or something. His smile was warm and gorgeous. See there. You're acting like a wife. Shut up. I like it, he said, backing her against the door. Quite a bit. Next thing I know you'll be down in the kitchen, baking. Next thing you know I'll be kicking your ass, and you'll be the one who needs round-the-clock care. Can we play doctor?

She took his mouth, gave it a nice little bite as she ground against him. There you are, she murmured. Well, you've left me no choice. A cock's always ready to crow. He laughed, wrapped his arms around her. Crowing's not what mine's ready for. Show me. She went to work on his trousers. Amused, aroused, he watched her. In a bit of a hurry, are we? I've got to use you and get back to work, so no dawdling.

When Eve started to climb in, Roarke took her hand and tumbled her into his lap. "Hey." Mortified, she jabbed with her elbow. "I love to fluster her when she's on duty," Roarke said, wrestling Eve back onto his lap. "And how was your day, Peabody?" Peabody

V chuckled. I had to do something to shut you up. Every damn time I've run into you since I grew it, you ask me if I've French-kissed a tailpipe. (Rhage)

Don't make me flip you off Why would I deprive you of a favourite hobby? Because my finger's getting sore.

I can´t help it. You´re just so sexy in those baggy-ass pants. I got to get me a pair, ´cause nothing says hotness like wearing what looks like two Heftys stitched together at your racket and balls.´

Don't make me flip you off." "Why would I deprive you of a favorite hobby?" "Because my finger's getting sore.

Sorry. It took me a little longer to get ready because someone keeps borrowing my clothes and makeup. Yeah, I can't help myself. Your turqoise eye shadow looks so good on me, Leo said, giving Katrina a crooked smile. Anya snorted and shoved into her brother. And don't forget how her pink miniskirt highlights the dark hairs on your legs. Leo looked at Anya and gave her a short nod. This is true.

What else don't we know about you, Miss Riley? Liz asked. Do you put on a superhero costume and fight crime at night in the metropolis? Yes, but only between three and five a.m. Oooh, aren't you the smart-ass. Liz cocked her head to the side and studied her.

But nobody else ever romped with White Fang. He did not permit it. He stood on his dignity, and when they attempted it, his warning snarl and bristling mane were anything but playful. That he allowed the master these liberties was no reason that he should be a common dog, loving here and loving there, everybody's property for a romp and good time. He loved with single heart and refused to cheapen himself or his love.

I'm just not sticking to one thing. I like to have fun with it. I like to spread myself in many ways, so you're gonna get all types of music.

I have that typical girly aspect to me and those domestic ideals. When I cook in my kitchen it's like playing a game because it's not real for me; room service is.

My number one style requirement is to have fun getting dressed. Nothing is too old, expensive, cheap, cute or ugly for me.

There's something about the ukulele that just makes you smile. It makes you let your guard down. It brings out the child in all of us.

I love the fact that people don't see the ukulele as a serious instrument. A lot of people see it as more of a toy, and I love that because it just proves that people aren't intimidated by the instrument. They aren't afraid to pick it up.

My dad says that when I was two or three I used to go out dressed as a different character every day. I remember thinking it was perfectly normal to wear different coloured shoes and carry a pink umbrella. But now I've got a goddaughter of that age; I realise it's not normal at all.

Wit and playfulness represent a desperately serious transcendence of evil. Humor is both a form of wisdom and a means of survival.

See him as the child he was.