Quotes About Pleasure

What is exhilarating in bad taste is the aristocratic pleasure of giving offense.

Belief in progress is a doctrine of the slothful, a doctrine of the Belgians. It is the individual who relies on his neighbors to tend his affairs. There can be no progress (true, that is, moral) save in the individual and by the individual himself. But the world is composed of folks who can think only in common, in bands. Thus the Belgian societies. There are also folks who can amuse themselves only in droves. The true hero find his pleasure alone.

Noir assassin de la Vie et de l'Art, Tu ne tueras jamais dans ma mémoire Celle qui fut mon plaisir et ma gloire !

Sex is kicking death in the ass while singing.

in this land some of us fuck more than we die but most of us die better than we fuck

stay with the beer. beer is continuous blood. a continuous lover.

jan was an excellent fuck...she had a tight pussy and she took it like it was a knife that was killing her.

Gradually I came to realize that my understanding of women goes only as far as the pleasure is concerned.

Where did all the women come from? The supply was endless. Each one of them was individual, different. Their pussies were different, their kisses were different, their breasts were different, but no man could drink them all, there were too many of them, crossing their legs, driving men mad. What a feast!

I was fairly poor but most of my money went for wine and classical music. I loved to mix the two together.

peace of mind and heart arrives when we accept what is: having been born into this strange life we must accept the wasted gamble of our days and take some satisfaction in the pleasure of leaving it all behind.

No pain means the end of feeling; each of our joys is a bargain with the devil.

They took all the joy out of fucking by talking about it all the time. I liked to fuck too, but it wasn't my religion.

It's hard to drink when you dance. And it's hard to dance when you drink.

Everything is so sweetly awful, so continuously sweetly awful: the art of consummation: life eating life.

All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it.

The ass is the face of the soul of sex.

Then I gave up trying to please her and simply fucked her, ripping viciously. It was like murder. I didn't care; my cock had gone crazy.

I've learned to feel good when I feel good. it's better to be driven around in a red porsche than to own one. the luck of the fool is inviolate.

I got my hands under the breasts, lifted them. Tons of meat. Meat without mouth or eye. MEAT MEAT MEAT. i slammed it into my mouth and flew into heaven.

drink without smoke is like cock without pussy

I liked to fuck too, but it wasn't my religion. There were too many ridiculous and tragic things about it. People didn't seem to know how to handle it. So they made a toy out of it. A toy that destroyed people.

The public is fortunate. Everything pleases them: icecream cones, rock concerts, singing, swinging, love, hate, masturbation, hot dogs, country dances, Jesus Christ, roller skating, spiritualism, capitalism, communism, circumcision, comic strips, Bob Hope, skiing, fishing murder bowling debating, anything. They don't expect much and they don't get much. They are one grand gang.

people who eat 3 meals a day throughout life have never really tasted Food...