Quotes About Hedonism

After I saw Kiss on stage, I wanted my show to look like the fourth of July. The persona of Rick James was wild and crazy, sex, drugs and rock and roll.

Only if I am going to die, I should prefer to die as I have lived, drunkenly.

One of the Buddha's main messages was that the pleasures we seek evaporate quickly and leave us thirsting for more. We spend our time looking for the next gratifying thing—the next powdered-sugar doughnut, the next sexual encounter, the next status-enhancing promotion, the next online purchase. But the thrill always fades, and it always leaves us wanting more.

The good life is thereby widely confused with unrestrained indulgence made possible by nonempathetic self-absorption.

I'm so fond of luxury

A man can afford to let himself go in a hen-house.

What's this? Bacon and tangerines. We are going to have an orgy.

Our pleasures, however refined or easily acquired, are by their very nature fleeting. They begin to subside the instant the arise, only to be replaced by fresh desires or feelings of discomfort.

Appetizers are the little things you keep eating until you lose your appetite.

Happiness has a very short half-life.

People have become shallower. They view spending, entertaining, seeking leisure and enjoying as the main objectives of their life.

I have lived a carnal life.

To the elitist hedonist, life is the avoidance of boredom and routine.

Human beings have neither kindness, nor faith, nor charity beyond what serves to increase the pleasure of the moment.

The more I dim my eyes over print and frazzle my brain over abstract ideas, the more I appreciate the delight of being basically an animal wrapped in a sensitive skin: sex, the resistance of rock, the taste and touch of snow, the feel of the sun, good wine and a rare beefsteak and the company of friends around a fire with a guitar and lousy old cowboy songs. Despair: I'll never be a scholar, never be a decent good Christian. Just a hedonist, a pagan, a primitive romantic

A life of pleasure makes even the strongest mind frivolous at last.

Whose end is destruction, whose God is their belly, and whose glory is in their shame, who mind earthly things.

Let us eat and drink; for tomorrow we shall die.

your body is not a temple, it's an amusement park. Enjoy the ride.

What would the fearsome Lou Reed insist on? Boys? Girls? Drugs? No, kielbasa.

Warfare leaves a residue of 'eat drink and be merry' that often leads inexorably to moral breakdown.

When you rule, you gain knowledge of power. This can lead into impetuous irresponsibility, into painful excesses and that can lead to the terrible destroyer-wild hedonism.

Throw moderation to the winds, and the greatest pleasures bring the greatest pains.

The history of New Orleans was always a fascination to me - such a blend of light and darkness and plague and pleasure and hedonism and fear and death. It's just a very, very intriguing city. I have this strange love relationship with it.