Quotes About Pleasure

Grown-ups shouldn't finish books they're not enjoying.

Nowadays, of course, with the precautionary tests they take—especially with a woman Franny's age—they already know the sex of the child; or someone knows. Not Franny—she didn't want to know. Who wants to know such things in advance? Who doesn't know that half of pleasure lies in the wonder of anticipation?

I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was afraid of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures.

Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.

She dwells with Beauty--Beauty that must die: And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips, bidding Adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee mouths sips:

Give me women, wine, and snuff Until I cry out 'hold, enough!' You may do so sans objection Till the day of resurrection; For bless my beard thy aye shall be My beloved Trinity.

Let the winged Fancy roam Pleasure never is at home.

Oh, sweet Fancy! Let her loose; Everything is spoilt by use (...) Let the winged Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home

She dwells with Beauty—Beauty that must die; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips: Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine; His soul shalt taste the sadness of her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung.

How is it Shadows! that I knew ye not? How came ye muffled in so hush a mask? Was it a silent deep-disguised plot To steal away, and leave without a task My idle days? Ripe was the drowsy hour; The blissful cloud of summer-indolence Benumbed my eyes; my pulse grew less and less; Pain had no sting, and pleasure's wreath no flower: O why did ye not melt, and leave my sense Unhaunted quite of all but—nothingness?

There is no major case against life's enjoyments.

There are just tiny fragments of pleasure and luxury in the world, and there is something unpatriotic about enjoying them.

I don't need to be told how handsome I am every twenty feet; I just want to drink. There

Meat isn't murder, it's delicious.

From his lips/Not words alone pleased her.

Amour is the one human activity of any importance in which laughter and pleasure preponderate, if ever so slightly, over misery and pain.

Each morning when I awake, I experience again a supreme pleasure - that of being Salvador Dali.

The guardian and arbiter of superlative eating, with every meal an unforgettable experience in pleasure, starting with the soup, which he said, 'must be the agent provocateur of a good dinner.'

Don't wreck a sublime chocolate experience by feeling guilty.

Personally, I experience the greatest degree of pleasure in having contact with works of art. They furnish me with happy feelings of an intensity that I cannot derive from other sources.

Evil spawns evil. The first experience of torture gives an understanding of the pleasure in tormenting others.

Pleasure is a sensation. It is written into our bodies; it is our experience of delight, of joy. ... Pleasure will become a marker, a compass pointing to emotional true north.

Contrast the experience with something worse and you cannot help feeling happy and grateful because... The change from trouble to comfort gives us more pleasure than uninterrupted comfort does.

It is more pleasant and useful to go through the 'experience of the revolution' than to write about it.