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Quotes About Delight

Queso is my number one.
~ Peyton List
I just think Christmas is a time to embrace all the naughty little things.
~ Jade Thirlwall
I want you to know that it is pleasure, not pain, that is your birthright.
~ Christiane Northrup
Words crowded his mouth, but he spoke none of them. Not about the sharp delight he had taken in brutally asphyxiating an innocent creature. Not about the desire to do it again, and to harness that power and unleash it any way he chose. He couldn't speak, either, of the wrenching sadness that permeated him as he realized that something in him had broken, or the delight at having been freed of its shackles.
~ Christie Golden
What a delight you are! Blessed with the ripe sweetness of a woman, yet as green and untutored as any girl." He made her sound, she realized with bemusement, as charming and pleasing with her cowardice as any courtesan with her wiles.
~ Christina Dodd
She is sighing deeply now with sympathy and delight - the delight of an addict when someone else admits he's hooked, too.
~ Christopher Isherwood
She laughed. My favorite music.
~ Christopher Moore
He wanted her to experience all the glorious cheese of life.
~ Christopher Moore
It was a machine-gun orgasm, dark chocolate, spring water in the desert, a hallelujah chorus and the cavelry coming to the rescue all at once.
~ Christopher Moore
Okay, you make eating hos sound pretty. talk poetry to me, writer boy.*
~ Christopher Moore
I own a book,' he thought, delighted (Paolini 291).
~ Christopher Paolini
A smile split his face. What is so amusing? asked Saphira, and she swung her tail back and forth. The scale on your snout is regrowing. Her delight was evident. Then she sniffed and said, I always knew it would. Why would it not? However, he could feel her sides vibrating against his heels as she hummed with satisfaction, and he patted her and laid his chest against her neck, feeling the warmth from her body seeping into his.
~ Christopher Paolini
I own a book, he thought, delighted.
~ Christopher Paolini
I closed my eyes and took in a big snort of air. It was like someone took a old pot and poured about a hundred gallons of hot apple cider and a hundred gallons of hot coffee into it, then stirred eight or nine sweet potato pies, crusts and all, into that, then let six big steamy meat loafs float on top of all that, then threw in a couple of handfuls of smashed potatoes, then boiled the whole thing on high. This must be exactly how heaven smells!
~ Christopher Paul Curtis
metaphor is not only a means of delight but also, and above all, a tool of cognition...
~ Umberto Eco
Oh, what a harmony of abandonment and impulse, of unnatural and yet graceful postures, in that mystical language of limbs miraculously freed from the weight of corporeal matter, marked quantity infused with new substantial form, as if the holy band were struck by an impetuous wind, breath of life, frenzy of delight, rejoicing song of praise miraculously transformed, from the sound that it was, into image.
~ Umberto Eco
Montesquieu had said that to love reading was to exchange hours of boredom for hours of delight; Laharpe had said that a book is a friend that never deceives.
~ Upton Sinclair
Whose lore in words of wisdom flows. Whose constant care and chief delight Were Scripture and ascetic rite, The good Válmíki
~ V?lm?ki
The delight we inspire in others has this enchanting peculiarity that, far from being diminished like every other reflection, it returns to us more radiant than ever.
~ Victor Hugo
The girls chirped and chatted like uncaged warblers. They were delirious with joy... Intoxications of life's morning! Enchanted years! The wing of a dragonfly trembles! Oh, reader, whoever you may be, do you have such memories? Have you walked in the underbrush, pushing aside branches for the charming head behind you? Have you slid laughing, down some slope wet with rain, with the woman you loved?
~ Victor Hugo
On the other hand, this affair afforded great delight to Madame Magloire.
~ Victor Hugo
Ah, the Springtime, when we think of all the lays That dreamy lovers send to dreamy mays, Of the fond hearts within a billet bound, Of all the soft silk paper that pens wound, The messages of love that mortals write Filled with intoxication of delight… — The Genesis of Butterflies
~ Victor Hugo
He had the kind of smile that inhabited every part of his face--his eyes, his cheeks; there was even a dimple.
~ Kristin Hannah
If it's not chocolate, it's not breakfast.
~ Laini Taylor