Quotes About Temptation

Dieting is not a piece of cake.

The toughest part of a diet isn't watching what you eat. It's watching what other people eat.

I'm into fitness — fitness donut into my mouth.

It is difficult to live without opium after having known it because it is difficult, after knowing opium, to take earth seriously. And unless one is a saint, it is difficult to live without taking earth seriously.

The path to obesity is so tasty.

To many of us, the first law of dietetics seems to be: if it tastes good, it's bad for you.

People often say to a boy when he eats between meals: "It will spoil your dinner." But, piecing between meals never spoils your meals until after you pass forty.

I'm into fitness — fitness cupcake into my mouth.

A lot of vices are secret, but not gluttony — it shows. It certainly shows on me. But I feel that gluttony must be a good deal less deadly than some of the other sins. Because it's affirmative, isn't it? At least it celebrates some of the good things of life. Gluttony may be a sin, but an awful lot of fun goes into committing it. On the other hand, it's wrong for a man to make a mess of himself.

I'm into fitness — fitness entire slice of pizza in my mouth.

Exercise?! I thought you said "extra slice."

Dieters live life in the fasting lane.

There are several good protections against temptation, but the surest is cowardice.

If you play with fire, you're gonna get burned.

The road to hell is strewn with roses.

Fruit only angers my need for chocolate.

Is there anything like the odor of strawberries? The next best thing to tasting them is to smell them; one may put his nose to the dish while the fruit is yet too rare and choice for his fingers. Touch not and taste not, but take a good smell and go mad!

A pack of cards is the devil's prayer-book.

Kale smoothies taste so much better when they're brownies.

A blonde to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained-glass window.

And beauty draws us with a single hair...

We are conscious of an animal in us, which awakens in proportion as our higher nature slumbers. It is reptile and sensual, and perhaps cannot be wholly expelled...

John Barleycorn was blunting me.

It seemed so tawdry what he had offered her - mere money - compared with what she offered him. He offered her an extraneous thing with which he could part without a pang, while she offered him herself, along with disgrace and shame, and sin, and all her hopes of heaven.