Quotes About Satisfaction

Good food is also there to satisfy the senses.

It's not simply what you buy," he'd told me as we hovered over Cartier's gleaming glass counters. "It's the whole shopping experience.

Just like a Conn, she thought. Eating everything in sight.

For all it was the answer he would have expected her to want, it did not seem to satisfy her.

Strange to have his former apprentice treating with him as an equal now. Strange, and satisfying.

It might lack of warmth, confort, and sartorial splendor, but Kit was happy simply to be clothed.

I'd rather be bored than sad. I'd rather be done than lonely.

He did not need the watch, the glance, or the gesture. He knew the time, it ticked out within him with atomic regularity. But the ceremony pleased him nonetheless.

People just want to be happy, she thought.

I can't help feeling that people ask too much [of life]. They don't keep up with the Joneses any more--they outstrip them. What people call happiness, today, isn't happiness. It's enjoyment. It's pleasure. And between happiness and pleasure there's a very large gap.

can't help feeling that people ask too much. They don't keep up with the Joneses any more—they outstrip them. What people call happiness, today, isn't happiness. It's enjoyment. It's pleasure. And between happiness and pleasure there's a very large gap.

That only a few, under any circumstances, protest against the injustice of long-established laws and customs, does not disprove the fact of the oppressions, while the satisfaction of the many, if real only proves their apathy and deeper degradation.

There was a dark satisfaction in choosing to remain wounded, yet he had seen what happened to Henry when he cut himself off from love.

When the need is so great, no matter how much love you pour into a bowl, it will never be full. Or sometimes it is damaged, and the love all runs out through the hole in the bottom.

There is no satisfaction in eternity,' she said. 'There is only loss.

There was something irresistible about popcorn.

You know, why at the end of your life should you assemble thousands of pages of 'Why am I so sad, why am I so depressed?' Instead, assemble thousands of pages of why you're so content.

She would not rest until existence was for her a sucked orange. When there was no drop of juice left, then she would fling away the rind and die content.

She had known then that there were things one was more afraid of being without with ease than possessing with pain.

She knew that pleasure, to be pleasure, must come to an end.

Acceptance of homage, she had found, gave no permanent satisfaction; it was better to give it; what is given to you you are always afraid will one day cease to be given but what you give you can give for ever. Life had taught her that at long last.

There was a happy chirping in the cloakroom as the children put on their walking shoes. Mary, standing at the door, thought they might have been sparrows, so loud was the chirping and so fulfilled with satisfaction. Perhaps the purpose of sparrows, as of children let out of school, was just to remark loudly and with repetition that in spite of any appearance to the contrary everything is quite all right.

Dessert doesn't count if you're sharing someone else's.

Wohltätigkeit ist nur einer andere Art, dafür zu sorgen, dass Menschen nicht nach mehr streben.