Quotes About Pleasure

he recalled how a voice in his head had warned that he would pay for his pleasure one day. Now that the day had come

I am not the lady's husband. I do not have that honor and pleasure. Atalia is, in fact, my mistress." He allowed a little time for Shmuel to wallow in his astonishment before deigning to explain: "I am not using the word in the vulgar sense, of course, but rather as in the famous saying of the first Queen Elizabeth of England: 'I will have here but one mistress and no master.

Begreppet 'lycklig i alla sina dagar', illusionen om bestående lycka, är i själva verket en oxymoron. Antingen konstant lycka eller klimax. Evig lycka är inte någon lycka, på samma sätt som evig orgasm inte alls är någon orgasm.

Happy species endowed with infinite appreciation of pleasures and low sensitivity to pain would probably not survive the evolutionary battle

Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy.

She makes use of the soft of the bread for a napkin. She falls asleep at times with shoes on, on unmade beds. When a little money comes in, June buys delicacies, strawberries in the winter, caviar and bath salts.

Pleasure is an attitude, not a person or place.   —Diary 6, pg. 52

Abnormal pleasures kill the taste for normal ones.

I don't look back with any pleasure at the sacrifices I made. I consider it time wasted. Whereas I do not think it time wasted to be idle, to dream, to play. Very much the contrary, I think.

Fools compare... the wise enjoy.

Henry:] Was thinking last night apropos of "Mile. Claude" and Germaine that it was a pity that women could not enjoy gigolos in the same way as men enjoy a whore.

When man imposes his will on woman she knows how to give him the pleasure of assuming his power is greater and his will becomes her pleasure; but when the woman accomplishes this, the man never gives her a feeling of any pleasure, only of guilt for having spoken first and reversed the roles.

Though the passivity of woman's role weighs on me, suffocates me. Rather than wait for his pleasure, I would like to take it, to run wild. Is it that which pushes me into lesbianism? [...] Do women act thus?

Economy. Pleasure-pain bunkum.

El placer anormal anula el gusto por el normal.

Elena) Algo criara dentro dela um estado de perpétua defesa contra as possibilidades de experiência, um impulso de fugir que a retirava das cenas de prazer onde poderia se expandir. Por muitas vezes atingira esse limiar, mas fugira. E só podia culpar a si própria pelo que perdera e ignorara.

The body is an instrument which only gives off music when it is used as a body. Always an orchestra, and just as music traverses walls, so sensuality traverses the body and reaches up to ecstasy.

There were silences in my head. I could abandon myself completely to the pleasure of multiple relationships, to the beauty of the day, to the joys of the day. It was as if a cancer in me had ceased gnawing me. The cancer of introspection.

Often, though, the passivity of the woman's role weighs on me, suffocates me. Rather than wait for his pleasure, I would like to take it, to run wild. Is it that which pushes me into lesbianism? It terrifies me. Do women act thus? Does June go to Henry when she wants him? Does she mount him? Does she wait for him? He guides my inexperienced hands. It is like a forest fire, to be with him. New places of my body are aroused and burnt. He is incendiary. I leave him in an unquenchable fever.

Physical experiences, lacking the joys of love, depend on twists and perversions of pleasure. Abnormal pleasures kill the taste for normal ones.

Great sex is, of course, a top priority.

I exist only as a whole; my only claim is to be natural, and the pleasure I feel in an action, I take as a sign that I ought to do it.

They establish distinctions and reserves which I cannot apply to myself, for I exist only as a whole; my only claim is to be natural, and the pleasure I feel in an action, I take as a sign that I ought to do it.

Cve?e, istina je, ne hrani ?oveka, — govorila je ona — ali ono unosi radost u život. Ako biste od lepih mirisnih bašta napravili vrtove, nema sumnje da biste mi dali da jedem, ali biste u isti mah ubijali volju za život.