Quotes About Pleasure

My body floated, loose from spent pleasure.

At the end of the afternoon she tore herself away from the story to go and buy some tobacco. This would be tricky on a holiday, but never mind, it was mainly a pretext so the story could settle and she'd have the pleasure of meeting up with her new friend again a bit later on.

There was no pleasure like being envied on a mass scale.

A thousand pleasant arts we'll have To add new feathers to the wings of Time, And make him smoothly haste away: We'll use him as our slave, And when we please we'll bid him stay, And clip his wings, and make him stop to view Our studies, and our follies too.

kissing is good for the skin.

Every master loves to fuck a slave. It is a law of nature, or maybe culture.

You change a man's mind by showing him a good time.

Among the short-lived races, pleasure slaves became emotionally unstable after a few years. It took decades among the long-lived races, but eventually the combination of aphrodisiacs and constant arousal without being allowed any release twisted something inside the males. After that, with careful handling, they still had their uses, but not as pleasure slaves. Daemon had been a pleasure slave for most of his life.

But in the end, the cookies won.

And although thus short, we shorten many ways, Living so little while we are alive; In eating, drinking, sleeping, vain delight So unawares comes on perpetual night, And puts all pleasures vain unto eternal flight.

Wife of Brain don't say you weren't expecting a volcano those red wings that not even bad love can tame must signify something's somewhere about to go up in flame or (as Proust says) be eternalized in pleasure like the men in a Pompeian house of ill fate yet fame is not ill for all

She dropped it in her lap, picked up a cup and proceeded to consume the entire contents of a jug of wine.

Who told me this (apart from everyone?)- that a man takes his pleasure and gives only pain. That sex is a kind of punishment, and this punishment is perfect because it fits the crime so well. Here. This is what you get for wanting. Imagine my surprise. ...it was like being a plane all your life and not knowing you could fly. Dubliners talk to each other very easily. We talk as though getting back to it, after some interruption.

when we say we're looking for a spiritual adviser, we're really looking for someone to tell us what to do with our bodies. Decisions of the flesh. We forget to learn from pleasure as well as pain.

I've been taking it easy on you, kid, can tell you're having fun. But it's all sensation to you so far. I haven't pushed you, taken you out of yourself, looked for that place inside where you give yourself to your top. Sometimes pleasure can take a bottom there, but more often it's pain that does.

We cannot accept what would normally be joy because we believe we do not deserve it. Thus whatever looks like joy in our lives cannot really be joy but rather something wicked resembling

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As soon as beauty is sought not from religion and love, but for pleasure, it degrades the seeker.

When I made love and climaxed, I felt that my body was basically no different from that of a man.

Instantanément, il lui est venu un air de curiosité et de jouissance, comme s'il me voyait les jambes écartées, le sexe offert. Peut-être trouvait-il aussi son plaisir dans la subite transformation de la bonne étudiante d'hier en fille aux abois.

Il y a eu, comme alors, les caresses réciproques avec les lèvres. Nous avons un accord profond. J'aime les positions de soumission où il me domine complètement, me voit de dos et je ne le vois pas, idem la fellation.

Il me semble très attaché au plaisir que nous trouvons ensemble. Et l'entendre condamner la liberté sexuelle, la pornographie ! Les mÅ"urs coureuses des Géorgiens ! Maintenant il ose me demander « tu as joui ? ». Pas au début. Ce soir, première fois pour la sodomie. Bien que ce soit lui, pour une première fois.

Il n'a pas répondu et, sans me regarder, il s'est lancé dans la diatribe habituelle contre les hommes qui abandonnent les filles après avoir pris leur plaisir.

Calculaba cuántas veces habíamos hecho el amor. Tenía la impresión de que, cada vez se había añadido algo más a nuestra relación, pero también de que precisamente esa acumulación de gestos y de placer era sin duda lo que iba a alejarnos el uno del otro. Estábamos agotando un capital de deseo".