I love to take baths.
I love a warm bath at the end of a day.
Times change: it was once the custom to take a bath weekly and religion daily.
They're a damn nuisance - I've got one in my bathroom and every time I run my bath the steam sets it off.
Motivation is like taking a bath; If you stop doing it, you begin to stink!
Anything?" She laughed. "Like what kind of anything did you want?" "Well, when I was five, I wanted to take a bath in spaghetti. " -Clary & Jace, pg. 310-
It is a mistake that there is no bath that will cure people's manners, but drowning would help.
When in doubt take a bath
I believe it is customary to get one's washing over first in baths and bask afterwards; personally, I bask first. I have discovered that the first few minutes are the best and not to be wasted-- my brain always seethes with ideas and life suddenly looks much better than did.
I'm really old-fashioned. An Epsom salt bath, that's genuinely better than any massage.
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
Alone, she took hot baths and sat exhausted in the steaming water, wondering at her perpetual exhaustion. All that winter she noticed the limp, languid weight of her arms, her veins bulging slightly with the pressure of her extreme weariness. . . one day in January she drew a razor blade lightly across the inside of her arm, near the elbow, to see what would happen.
Shunning the upstart shower, The cold and cursory scrub, I celebrate the power That lies within the Tub.
First bubble baths. Now Disney parks. You're shattering every creep vampire myth I've ever heard.
We been on the road for 18 hours. . . I need a bath, some chow. . . and then you and me sit down, and we talk about who dies,eh?
Playboy seems like a sad magazine for me. It seems like for men who would sit around in a bath robe.
A good bathe when you really need it can get you over almost anything.
I have a bath. It just relaxes me. Sitting there for a bit and just breathe and go ‘ffffuuuhhh…. ’, you know.
His letter was like the shock produced by a cold bath.
I find that the old Roman baths of this quarter, were found covered by an old burying ground, belonging to the Abbey; through which, in all probability, the water drains in its passage; so that as we drink the decoction of the living bodies at the Pump-room, we swallow the strainings of rotten bones and carcasses at the private bath - I vow to God, the very idea turns my stomach!