Quotes About Delights

Wisdom delights in water; love delights in hills. Wisdom is stirring; love is quiet. Wisdom is merry; love grows old.

Love delights and glorifies in giving, not receiving.

These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume

I can still see those penetrating landscapes of my youth. I well know that I belong to them, that what little of love and truth is in me comes to me from their tranquil delights.

At times I see them as if I were walking through the streets of Pompeii before the eruption of Vesuvius. This is one of the historian's delights and, even more, his sorrow. If we see someone doing something for the last time, even just eating a piece of bread, this activity becomes wondrously profound. We participate in the transmutation of the ephemeral into the sacramental. We have inklings of eras during which such a sight was an everyday occurrence.

I love ice cream and gulab jamuns.

I love everything from ice cream to prawns.

I see that already in this present world I am exalted above measure by the Lord. And I was not worthy nor such a one as that he should grant this to me, since I know most surely that poverty and affliction become me better than delights and riches.

Our days and nights have sorrows woven with delights.

His chief delights were of a less public and philanthropic kind, requiring many explanations of sounds which seemed peculiar even amidst that babel of the damned. Among these sounds were frequent revolver-shots—surely not uncommon on a battlefield, but distinctly uncommon in an hospital. Dr. West's reanimated specimens were not meant for long existence or a large audience.

At times he actually did perform marvels of surgery for the soldiers; but his chief delights were of a less public and philanthropic kind, requiring many explanations of sounds which seemed peculiar even amidst that babel of the damned. Among these sounds were frequent revolver-shots - surely not uncommon on a battlefield, but distinctly uncommon in a hospital.

What is paradise, but, a garden, an orchard of trees and herbs, full of pleasure and nothing there but delights.

It was babies I loved looking at, the little Lords, sensuous delights of pudgy flesh and fluids. For at least three years I was awash in milk and poop and piss and spit-up and sweat and tears. It was paradise. It was exhausting. It was boring. It was sweet, exciting, and sometimes, curiously, very lonely.

I love cakes. Chocolate and coconut cakes. I love that combination!

C'est un grand acte de sagesse à la fois et de pitié de la part du créateur, que de nous avoir interdit la connaissance de l'avenir, alors qu'il nous à octroyé les délices du souvenir et les prestiges de l'espérance.

Had I known that the heart breaks slowly, dismantling itself into unrecognizable plots of misery... had I known yet I would have loved you, your brash and insolent beauty, your heavy comedic face and knowledge of sweet delights, but from a distance I would have left you whole and wholly for the delectation of those who wanted more and cared less.

Of falling leaves and melting snows, of birds In their delights Some poets sing their melodies tendering my nights sweetly.

Books have become our dearest companions, yielding exquisite delights and inspiring lofty aims.

This is a celebration of cuts of meat, innards, and extremities that are more often forgotten or discarded in today's kitchen; it would seem disingenuous to the animal not to make the most of the whole beast: there is a set of delights, textural and flavorsome, which lie beyond the fillet.

All earthly delights are sweeter in expectation than in enjoyment; but all spiritual pleasures more in fruition than in expectation.

The wicked have told me of delights, but not such as Thy law, O Lord.

Times lose no time; nor do they roll idly by; through our senses they work strange operations on the mind. Behold, they went and came day by day, and by coming and going, introduced into my mind other imaginations and other remembrances; and little by little patched me up again with my old kind of delights, unto which that my sorrow gave way.

How do the alchemies of the kitchen transform the raw stuffs of nature into some of the great delights of human culture?

Come now, Susina, remember you were always a saint when it came to a handsome face." "Not when it comes to yours, you demi-demon." "Ah, Susina. And my charming friend dying at your door." "I am not the hospital. I do not take the wounded in." "This once." "I have patrons and guests. You be circumspect." "As a monk, dear lady of delights." "Pah.