Quotes About Pleasure

Light is a comfort, a human thing, and it pleases me. It reminds me I'm mortal.

Sometimes I think I know you, know who you are deep down, better than you know yourself. You think efficiency is the key to your personality, but it's not. You're a sensualist, a hedonist of the first order. Look at the way you cradle that cup, the way you tilt your face to the sun like a flower." "It's efficient. Absorbing heat means my body doesn't have to create its own." "But it's also delicious.

Modern man defends nothing energetically except his right to debauchery.

We reactionaries provide idiots the pleasure of feeling like daring avant-garde thinkers.

Idéologie de l'homme moderne: acheter le plus d'objets possibles; réaliser le plus de voyages possibles; copuler le plus grand nombre de fois possible.

What is "rational" consists in prolonging life, avoiding pain, satisfying the appetite for hunger and sex. Only some such definition sheds any light on the discourse of the last centuries.

He [Molière] pleases all the world, but cannot please himself.

I do enjoy animated movies.

Although all the good arts serve to draw man's mind away from vices and lead it toward better things, this function can be more fully performed by this art, which also provides extraordinary intellectual pleasure.

To be a poet is to place pleasure, beauty and sensual delights front and centre, it means having a predilection for debauchery.

He forgot all that was strange about her face when she smiled. Because then, pleasure just burst out from somewhere inside her. He liked that. It was uncontrolled.

Food is, for me, for everybody, a very sexual thing and I think I realised that quite early on. I still cannot exaggerate how just putting a meal in front of somebody is really more of a buzz for me than anything. And I mean anything. Maybe that goes back to trying to please my dad, I don't know. It's like parenting in a way I suppose.

You cannot truly say you live well unless you eat well.

Sometimes it's good just to be seduced by the particular cheeses spread out in front of you on a cheese counter.

It s easier to impress someone than to give them pleasure.

God, how beautiful some posts and jobs are! how they elevate and delight the soul! but, alas! I am not in the civil service and am denied the pleasure of beholding my superiors' refined treatment of me.

We're all stupid, chasing after vanity!" ... "Really, it comes from idleness! Everything's near, everything's close at hand, yet we run to some far-off kingdom. Is it not life, if one is occupied, be it even in a remote corner? The pleasure indeed consists in labor. And nothing's sweeter than the fruit of one's own labors . . .

Femeile iubesc foarte mult florile, da, e o ocupa?ie foarte pl?cut?!

It's no wonder, however, that somebody would get cold who had knocked about all day in hell, where, as we know, it is not so cold as it is here in winter, and where, a chef's hat on his head and standing before the hearth like a real cook, he had been roasting sinners with as much pleasure as any woman roasts sausages at Christmas.

There is no happiness that lasts overlong. There are only moments of intense pleasure that make all that comes between bearable.

He saw clearly, immediately, that the man didn't care about the gift's value, didn't care about the gift even, but cared profoundly for the act of receiving as though the gift were a tribute, a confirmation of his self, his being, his reality. He found no pleasure in what he was taking but in the act of taking itself.

Love is not selective, desire is selective. In love there are no strangers. When the centre of selfishness is no longer, all desires for pleasure and fear of pain cease; one is no longer interested in being happy; beyond happiness there is pure intensity, inexhaustible energy, the ecstasy of giving from a perennial source.

Each pleasure is wrapped in pain. You soon discover that you cannot have one without the other … Real happiness is not vulnerable, because it does not depend on circumstances … Real happiness flows from within.

It is this clash between desire and fear that causes anger, which is the great destroyer of sanity in life. When pain is accepted for what it is, a lesson and a warning, and deeply looked into and heeded, the separation between pain and pleasure breaks down, and both become experience - painful when resisted, joyful when accepted.