Quotes About Pleasure

Poetry is not the proper antithesis to prose, but to science. Poetry is opposed to science, and prose to metre. The proper and immediate object of science is the acquirement, or communication, of truth; the proper and immediate object of poetry is the communication of immediate pleasure.

I love to write about the outdoors, no matter where it's located: about a place that's captured my imagination and that I wish to re-create for the reader's pleasure.

Oh, please, spare me the male ego. I'm not repulsed by sex, and I can reach an orgasm as well as any woman. After all, there are fifty-seven erotic points on a woman's body. If a man can't find one of them, he needs a flashlight and a sex manual.

Forget love - I'd rather fall in chocolate!

Some of us will admit to a simple fascination with the inner world for its own sake, a fascination with no further goal than the thrill of discovery, the pleasure of engaging the mysterious, dark ground of our own nature.

As with singers in a harmony, a harmonious sex life is not necessarily one in which you are both wanting and doing exactly the same things in the same way, but one that is characterized by blending the strengths that you each have to create an agreeable and pleasant sex life.

The moment you stop seeking pleasure in worldly things and become a true master of yourself, you will experience the essential reality of the Self. Then you will no longer have to seek God. God himself will come to you. This is the Divine law.

En waarom zou je geen appel van de boom mogen plukken en opeten om het simpele plezier van de smaak en niet omdat je van plan bent de beste appeltaart te bakken die iemand ooit heeft gemaakt?

Good Food Makes the Person Foodieeeeee

Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.

Gongyla surely a sign especially for children who came here I said, O master [...] by the blessed Afroditi [...] I swear I take no pleasure in being on the earth but a longing seizes me to die and see the dewy lotus banks of the Aheron

She clung to him, her hands raking at the smooth skin of her shoulders, the harsh hurry of her breathing matching his, her body poised on the edge of ecstasy, and realized with a kind of anguish that this was the last time she would ever fall through the stars to earth with him, and this agony of pleasure was their farewell to each other.

Much of my life was a dreary grind in which I was responsible for everything, always. For someone else to take that responsibility, even for a few minutes, was pure pleasure.

Abel wanted to know all about flesh and how it responded to skin, tongue, velvet, fur, lips. His enthusiasm was contagious. I'd been a good-enough lover before, but Abel inspired my curiosity and my lust. Sex wasn't just better than I'd ever known it could be; it was more interesting. There were tools to explore, sensations to try, tastes and textures to experiment with, states of consciousness to achieve or discard.

wine! pizza! pasta!' V.I.

She picked up the stout and took a sip. It slid down her throat like silk.

Some women will do anything for a glass of champagne and a safe bed.

Once you're on the pleasure express, it's hard to get off and switch to another, slower service.

Unless I learn to ask no help From any other soul but mine, To seek no strength in waving reeds Nor shade beneath a straggling pine; Unless I learn to look at Grief Unshrinking from her tear-blind eyes, And take from Pleasure fearlessly Whatever gifts will make me wise— Unless I learn these things on earth, Why was I ever given birth?

Sometimes you should have something you don't need but that you want.

In case I forget to tell you later, I had a really good time tonight.

I do like my hair being pulled from time to time, it's like a pair of reins, innit?

If I'm not complaining, I'm not having a good time, hah hah!

Spend as much time enjoying the meal as it took to prepare it