Leisurely Lifestyle Quotes

Shower on him every blessing, drown him in a sea of happiness, give him economic prosperity such that he should have nothing else to do but sleep, eat cakes, and busy himself with the continuation of the species, and even then, out of sheer ingratitude, sheer spite, man would play you some nasty trick.

Everyone's really lazy in L.A.

Comfort and indolence are cronies.

I want to be with my wife. Sitting on a deckchair, sipping some tea, and reading books in a retirement home, in a beautiful and warm place. I'm a romantic guy.

Colin had always preferred baths; one of his general policies in life was never to do anything standing up that could just as easily be done lying down

I am sometimes something of a lazy person, so when I end up spending a lot of time using something myself - as I did with Google in the earliest of days, I knew it was a big deal.

I want to stop. I want to stay on Fårö, and read the books I haven’t read, find out things I haven’t yet found out. I want to write things I haven’t written. To listen to music, and talk to my neighbors. To live together with my wife a very calm, very secure, very lazy existence, for the rest of my life.

I really think I'd have enjoyed the life of a Regency buck.

Love is the natural occupation of the man of leisure.

The more I think about it, the more there is to be said for the sloth. He sleeps fifteen to eighteen hours a day and is known to have taken forty-eight days to travel four miles. He hangs in the trees after he's dead. But he lives longer than the cheetah.

We live in the village. We have a summer place in Westport, Connecticut. We don't spend a lot on all kinds of things. But I have no complaints.

If I could wish one thing for anyone, it would be to not have to do anything his entire life-just go along and when you feel like doing something, do it.

The love of indolence is universal, or next to it.

When I'm old and gray, I want to have a house by the sea. And paint. With a lot of wonderful chums, good music, and booze around. And a damn good kitchen to cook in.

What being at leisure means is more easily felt than defined.

I could be well content To entertain the lag-end of my life With quiet hours.

Wonder what it’s like to have a peaceful life,” Ron sighed, as evening after evening they struggled through all the extra homework they were getting.

After dinner or lunch or whatever it was -- with my crazy 12-hour night I was no longer sure what was what -- I said, "Look, baby, I'm sorry, but don't you realize that this job is driving me crazy? Look, let's give it up. Let's just lay around and make love and take walks and talk a little. Let's go to the zoo. Let's look at animals. Let's drive down and look at the ocean. It's only 45 minutes. Let's play games in the arcades. Let's go to the races, the Art Museum, the boxing matches. Let's have friends. Let's laugh. This kind of life like everybody else's kind of life: it's killing us.

I don't look like someone who leans on a mantelpiece with a cocktail in my hand, you know.

I'm not a party animal. I'm a chill homebody. I like to watch movies and go out to eat. That's my idea of a good time. I'm definitely able to be social.

The nonchalance and dolce-far-niente air of nature and society hint at infinite periods in the progress of mankind.

Indolence is sweet, and its consequences bitter.

I love a broad margin to my life. Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise til noon, rapt in a revery.