Quotes About Pleasure

This was exactly what the girl had most dreaded all her life and had scrupulously avoided until now: lovemaking without emotion or love. She knew that she had crossed the forbidden boundary, but she proceeded across it without objections and as a full participant; only somewhere, far off in a corner of her consciousness, did she feel horror at the thought that she had never known such pleasure, never so much pleasure as at this moment--beyond that boundary.

People derived too much pleasure from seeing their fellow man morally humiliated to spoil that pleasure by hearing out an explanation.

In this country people don't respect the morning. An alarm clock violently wakes them up, shatters their sleep like the blow of an ax, and they immediately surrender themselves to deadly haste. Can you tell me what kind of day can follow a beginning of such violence? What happens to people whose alarm clock daily gives them a small electric shock? Each day they become more used to violence and less used to pleasure. Believe me, it is the mornings that determine a man's character.

There was pleasure in Paradise but no excitement.

Why has the pleasure of slowness disappeared? Ah, where have they gone, the amblers of yesteryear? Where have they gone, those loafing heroes of folk song, those vagabonds who roam from one mill to another and bed down under the stars?

Darkness attracted him as much as light. He knew that these days turning out the light before making love was considered laughable, and so he always left a small lamp burning over the bed. At the momemnt he penetrated sabina, however, he closed his eyes. The pleasure suffusing his body called for darkness. The darkness was pure, perfect, thoughtless, vision less; that darkness was without end, without borders; that darkness was the infinite we each carry within us.

If it were possible to raise the penis by means of a simple command, then sexual excitement would have no place in the world.

En vivant votre misère, vous pouvez être malheureuse ou heureuse. C'est dans ce choix que consiste votre liberté. Vous êtes libre de fondre votre individualité dans la marmite de la multitude avec un sentiment de défaite, ou bien avec euphorie. (...) notre seule liberté est de choisir entre l'amertume et le plaisir. L'insignifiance de tout étant notre lot, il ne faut pas la porter comme une tare, mais savoir s'en réjouir. (ch. 43)

Waking up was sheer delight for him: he always showed a naive and simple amazement at the discovery that he was back on earth; he was sincerely pleased. She, on the other hand, awoke with great reluctance, with a desire to stave off the day by keeping her eyes closed.

El placer de la mistificación debía protegeros. Ésa fue de hecho nuestra estrategia, la de todos nosotros. Comprendimos desde hace mucho que ya no era posible subvertir el mundo, ni remodelarlo, ni detener su pobre huida hacia delante. Sólo había una resistencia posible: no tomarlo en serio.

Here he was, doing things he didn't care a damn about, and enjoying it.

Erotizam je komercijalno dvosmislen, jer premda svi priželjkuju erotski život, svi ga tako?er mrze kao uzrok svojih nesre?a, frustracija, zavisti, kompleksa, patnji.

Diría casi que el objetivo del acto amoroso no era para ellos el placer sino el sueño que venía después de aquél.

Ne serait-ce qu'une ridicule illusion, on est persuadé d'écrire parce qu'on a à dire ce que personne n'a dit...Ecrire , c'est donc le plaisir de contredire, le bonheur d'être seul contre tous, la joie de provoquer ses ennemis et d'irriter ses amis.

Je ne cherche pas à jouir, je cherche le bonheur, et jouir sans le bonheur n'est pas jouir.

That is why, looking him straight in the eye, she insisted she had not had an orgasm even though the rug was fairly dripping with it. It's not sensual pleasure I'm after, she would say, it's happiness. And pleasure without happiness is not pleasure. In other words, she was pounding on the gate of his poetic memory. But the gate was shut. There

pleasure without happiness is not pleasure.

sexuality freed from its diabolic ties to love had become a joy of angelic simplicity.

Acaso todo lo que no sea una loca carrera en pos de un desenlace final es aburrido? Cuando masticas este magnífico muslo, ¿te aburres? ¿Tienes prisa por llegar al final? Al contrario, quieres que el pato penetre dentro de ti lo más lentamente posible y que su sabor no se acabe nunca. Una novela no debe parecerse a una carrera de bicicletas, sino a un banquete con muchos platos.

Aduh, Jean-Marc, kamu bagaimana sih? Aku tidak pernah ketawa. Jangan lupa, aku punya dua wajah yang berbeda. Aku sudah tahu bagaimana cara mendapat kesenangan dan kenyataan itu, tapi bermuka dua tetap tidak gampang. Dituntut kerja keras, perlu disiplin!

Y ¿cómo podría ser sincera una chica que irradia tanta juventud como usted? No puede ser sincera, porque ni siquiera sabe lo que lleva dentro. Pero, si lo supiese, debería coincidir conmigo en que el mayor placer es el de ser admirado. ¿No le parece?

I love having wine with my meals. And if I splurge, I'm going to splurge big, because if I deny my cravings, it just ends up backfiring on me, you know?

Basically, I love films where everything is great and life is good.

I love food too much - not because I'm fat but because it's so consumptionistic, etc.