Quotes About Pleasure

Even in his confused condition, he knew how to please.

He painted beautiful demons that smiled with frightening realism from the canvas; demons that-even though only representations in paint-promised pain and pleasure in equal measure.

Girls sprawled on the floor and across the couches. A sickly scent of plundered fruit flesh filled the humid air. Wine had been drink and spilled; goblets stood upon the table and lay upon the floor. Young faces were flushed with pleasure and a vicarious excitement. Gowns were rumpled and stained, slippers cast off. The fire burned loudly and fiercely. Wood cracked in the flames. There was little other light, for the candles had burned nearly all away.

He turned the music up loud. So what if it would deafen him? It made him happy. Like it had so many times before.

It's pitiful to have a life in which junk food is awarded the same high status as sex.

In my opinion, there's no condition in life that can't be ameliorated by a dose of junk food.

Sex is... perfectly natural. It's something that's pleasurable. It's enjoyable and it enhances a relationship. So why don't we learn as much as we can about it and become comfortable with ourselves as sexual human beings because we are all sexual?

Los violentos placeres que se derivan de una relación sadomasoquista han sido ampliamente documentados por los expertos.

I hadn't actually tasted whisky before and I never will again. How people can drink it for pleasure I don't know. If it was in a medicine bottle they would pour it down the sink!

To unlock the heavy outer door and to walk into the hushed interior, with the morning light spilling from the high windows on to the waiting books, gave her such pleasure that she would have worked for nothing.

She had always been comforted by confectionery

Sex with the gorilla went on a bit, but once he'd stumbled over my clitoris we both had good times.

Seek not equality with either white or any other nation open your eyes and see behind their pretended pleasure and power is only impotence and despair.

Bonobos are... ambassadors from a primordial world of peace through pleasure, inviting us in one kiss at a time.

'The Decay Of Lying' is a very interesting treatise. It was actually penned as a dialogue between two characters, Cyril and Vyvyan, both of who were named after Wilde's sons. Wilde goes on to extrapolate art as a science and as a social pleasure, to its most logical and illogical extremes, and it ends up being very funny, indeed.

There were two drama societies in Enniskillen when I was growing up, St. Michaels and the Enniskillen Amateur Dramatic Society, and I had the pleasure of working with them both.

I don't drink liquor, but I do like chocolate ice cream soda.

I miss the BBC when I'm away. I'm away so much that it's a pleasure just walking back through the door and sitting on the sofa to watch some rubbish TV.

I love everything soft, cashmere and down. I don't like anything scratchy.

Soft addictions are an alluring, seductive aspect of our culture - they are easy to attain and socially acceptable, they are even encouraged in many cases. Yet they are lethal to the spirit.

I often eat cakes while my fingers are caked in soil.

I have bought and sold and bought and sold things that have given me great pleasure over the years, and I find I go through phases of what I'm passionate about. And then the next thing comes along, and so the only way of being able to collect the next one is to sell a few of the other ones.

First, unreliability is not the sole preserve of fictional narrators. Second, the pleasure of patting oneself on the back for seizing on instances of unreliability and ignorance is, as the late Frank Kermode may or may not have pointed out, considerable.

Mind you, I've always been a very off-message type of fat broad; one who gladly admits she reached the size she is now solely through lack of discipline and love of pleasure, and who rather despises people (except those with proven medical conditions) who pretend that it is generally otherwise.