Quotes About Pleasure

Nothing gives me as much pleasure as travelling. I love getting on trains and boats and planes.

There are two kinds of cruises - pleasure and with children.

In travelling I shape myself betimes to idleness And take fools' pleasure

I don't trip on that much. I just like to enjoy life and be happy.

The food is excellent. The beer is cold. The sun nearly always shines. There is coffee on every corner. Life doesn't get much better than this.

The reading of tourist prospectuses is one of the joys of the world -- it is like operetta in prose -- all so flowery and heavenlike.

The only thing that ultimately matters is to eat an ice-cream cone, play a slide trombone, plant a small tree, good God, now you're free.

The Mandrake is the "Tree of Knowledge" and the burning love ignited by its pleasure is the origin of the human race

What is paradise, but, a garden, an orchard of trees and herbs, full of pleasure and nothing there but delights.

It was a pleasure, Enna, Finn, tree rat." "Did she just call you tree rat?

The greatest and noblest pleasure which we have in this world is to discover new truths, and the next is to shake off old prejudices.

The real truth of life is on the streets. Photograph the daily lives of people, and how they exist, and how they fight for space and time and pleasure.

The last thing Mitch really remembered was…being on top of Sissy. He'd had a split second of thinking, "Wow. This feels really good.

All beings desire pleasure, a surcease of need or want, and there is no shame in that.

Relationship Principle 9 Every guy knows he can find a girl who is simply satisfied with satisfying him. They are much more turned on by a woman who cares about her own pleasure as well.

Every guy knows he can find a girl who is simply satisfied with satisfying him. They are much more turnd on by a woman who cares about her own pleasures as well.

When you treat your time together as something he has to do, you've taken something that was a pleasure and made it a chore. If you are nice, but you give of yourself with strings attached, the demand for reciprocity will send him several steps backward. Whenever you make him feel as though he has to see you, it will feel like work. When it's not an obligation to see you, the very same thing will feel like pleasure.

What is it?" she mumbled. "Something that will make my kisses taste like chocolate.

Charlotte Holmes. I thought I might see you here." The voice belonged to Lord Ingram, but slightly raspy, as if he were under the weather?or recovering from a night of hard drinking. She turned around slowly. "Hullo, Ash." A complicated pleasure, this man.

As a youth, I listened to the rain from the bowers of pleasure houses, Red silk drapes translucent in the glow of candlelight. In my prime, I listened to the rain as a traveler, The sky low, the river broad, the calls of the wild geese harsh and cold. Now, grey at the temples, I listen to the rain beneath the eaves of an abandoned cloister. Has mine been a futile life? I have no answers, only the sound of raindrops upon worn stone steps, And long hours yet to pass before the light of dawn.

Something that will make my kisses taste like chocolate.

He kissed her on her ear, a kiss with the barest hint of moisture to it. She could not breath for the electricity of it, a violent spark of pleasure that shook and scarred. His fingers caressed her shoulders. His lips pressed into her exposed nape. Dark, hot sensations spiked into her.

Moreover, he was the sort of fortunate man who could eat what he pleased without having to worry about exceeding Maximum Tolerable Chins. In fact, Charlotte suspected that the more he ate, the leaner he became.

Sweet things placed before her usually disappeared: Hunger wasn't necessary; cake tasted just as good accompanied by preoccupation, concern, or even boredom.