Quotes About Satisfaction

Reihm wasn't thrilled by the Moon walk that he and his colleagues had worked for years to make possible; he was thrilled by its being over

Life can get fucked up fast when you try to be a pleaser. Because people won't ever be pleased, not even if you drop them ass-first into paradise. They like bitching too much.

Avoid any diet that discourages the use of hot fudge.

Always serve too much hot fudge sauce on hot fudge sundaes. It makes people overjoyed, and puts them in your debt.

...a ball of Ice Cream gooed with Chocolate and enveloped with Salted Nuts...

Ice cream is happiness on a cone, with sprinkles.

There's nothing wrong with me that a little ice cream won't fix.

I was so hungry. It was against my principles, but I find that principles have no real force except when one is well fed...

One simply does not drive home from McDonald's without eating any fries.

I used to trouble about what life was for — now being alive seems sufficient reason.

There is no problem a burrito can't solve.

Happiness is a place between too little and too much.

Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy you the kind of misery you prefer.

A dollar picked up in the road is more satisfaction to you than the ninety and nine which you had to work for, and money won at faro or in stocks snuggles into your heart in the same way.

No man that lives can satisfy everybody. The recipe for perfect peace is, do nothing, say nothing, be nothing.

There's no diet list I'll follow that would rule out cherry pie.

The better a pie tastes, the worse it is for you.

...we must have a pie. Stress cannot exist in the presence of a pie... It casts out stress as the heat of the hand repels quicksilver... Keep you your precious vapors, your fantods, your anxiety. Give me a pie. Give me a pie anyday.

Plunging to the very depths of sensual pleasure, he gathered more gravel than pearls.

Perhaps all pleasure is relief.

Most people are in a factory from nine till five. Their job may be to turn out 263 little circles. At the end of the week they're three short and somebody has a go at them. On Saturday afternoons they deserve something to go and shout about.

Life doesn't hand out ribbons for best-lived. It's an internal decoration.

Would that there were an award for people who come to understand the concept of enough. Good enough. Successful enough. Thin enough. Rich enough. Socially responsible enough. When you have self-respect, you have enough; and when you have enough, you have self-respect.

There's nothing better than good sex. But bad sex? A peanut butter and jelly sandwich is better than bad sex.