#lei

It takes application, a fine sense of value, and a powerful community-spirit for a people to have serious leisure, and this has not been the genius of the Americans. ↗

— Paul Goodman

#been #fine #genius #leisure #people

Condiţia dragostei este să caute, nu să descopere, să vrea să ştie, fără să afle, să fie ritmul unei continue mişcări spre un orizont mereu văzut, dar mereu îndepărtat. Mai mult decât curiozitate: nostalgie. ↗

— Ionel Teodoreanu

#lorelei #love #nostalgie #love

I found my mind wandering at games; loved boxing and was good at it; and in summer, having chosen rowing instead of cricket, lay peacefully by the Stour, well upstream of the rhythmic creaking and the exhortation, reading Lily Christine and Gibbon and gossiping with kindred lotus-eaters under the willow-branches. ↗

— Patrick Leigh Fermor

#leisure #school #summer #love

Oh, now my Erin, she'd smile down on me no matter where I walked." Grandpop smiled that little smile again. "But I'd be separated from her, and I'd feel that separation in my soul, you see?" Nathan shook his head. Grandpop sighed. "You have the Irish eyes, boy. One of these days, you'll see from eyes, not your own, feel with a heart outside your chest. Wild Irish eyes. Nathan. When you love, love well and love true, and take care, lad, because those Irish eyes are windows into not just your own soul, but the soul of the one you love." Grandpop looked out at his Erin's grave. "And when you lose that heart, you can't leave the places where your memories are the best. And if I left her, I'd not be buried beside her. ↗

— Lora Leigh

#elite #eyes #grandpop #irish #leigh

The dull people decided years and years ago, as everyone knows, that novel-writing was the lowest species of literary exertion, and that novel reading was a dangerous luxury and an utter waste of time. ↗

— Wilkie Collins

#humor #leisure #novels #reading #humor