Lazy Days Quotes

Reading is a joy for my kids, and to swing in a hammock on a lazy summer day reading a good book just goes with summer.

Eventually, I want to move to Hawaii and chill forever.

Sweet potatoes are ideal for lazy days: just bake, then mash and mix with yogurt, butter or olive oil.

I want to wake up every day and do whatever comes in my mind, and not feel pressure or obligations to do anything else in my life.

There's something particular about the way Los Angeles feels in the summertime. It slows down and is hazy and dreamy, and you can put on certain music and go for a drive and be totally sober but feel stoned.

Street sign: Ho Hum Road & Easy Street In retirement, I look for days off from my days off.

I'm a total beach bum.

I remember lying on the floor of my room, staring at a black-and-white television for most of the '80s - watching 'Diff'rent Strokes,' 'Facts of Life,' 'Silver Spoons,' Saturday morning cartoons, and 'Murder, She Wrote' while eating an insane amount of Stouffer's French bread pizza. I was sucked into it all.

There are people who love on weekends to go out when the sun comes out. I just want to lie in bed and watch sports and relax.

I became a beach bum.

In my spare time I like watching TV, laying on the couch, just chillin'.

I'm a loser on Sunday. Yeah, I'm a couch potato. I get up and try and eat and then back on the couch. And watch anything.

Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

Sundays are great for a lie in, a read of the papers, a potter around at home and then brunch, which is normally cheese on toast!

You know what I like about summer days? They're just made for doing things... even if it's nothing. Especially if it's nothing.

In the eternal lazy morning of the Pacific, days slip away into months, months into years; the seasons are reduced to the faintest nuance by the great central fact of the sunshine; one might pass a lifetime, it seems, between two yawns, lying bronzed and naked in the sand.

I spent many a summer early morning with the radio very low, half sleeping and half listening.

Aaah, summer - that long anticipated stretch of lazy, lingering days, free of responsibility and rife with possibility. It's a time to hunt for insects, master handstands, practice swimming strokes, conquer trees, explore nooks and crannies, and make new friends.

Summer for prose and lemons, for nakedness and languor.

I have a good family and I like to be home with them. The older I get, the lazier I get, and the more content I am to sit at home and eat string cheese.

It's a sure sign of summer if the chair gets up when you do.

It's like the code of living by yourself. People who are single know what I'm talking about. You eat standing up, reading the paper. Or you say to yourself, this isn't even cutting it, I'm taking a TV dinner and I'm getting in bed here.

My favorite way to spend Saturday is in and out of bed, watching sports on TV and eating.

We are talking now of summer evenings in Knoxville, Tennessee, in the time that I lived there so successfully disguised to myself as a child.

There are times when I feel lazy and just want to stay in bed all day, but I know that working out is the best way to get those endorphins going, which will make me feel better emotionally and physically.