Quotes About Pleasure

I love sweets. Like, every week of my life, I've had a cheat day.

I love cake or any sweets.

To go back and read Swift and Defoe and Samuel Johnson and Smollett and Pope - all those people we had to read in college English courses - to read them now is to have one of the infinite pleasures in life.

I love to swim and listen to good music.

As long as I'm enjoying swimming, I will keep swimming.

What I want is to try and get across the idea that reading for pleasure is so beneficial. And turn children on who have maybe been switched off reading or never found a love of it in the first place.

I just love switching stuff off and going for a run, or sitting down and eating cake.

I have the pleasure of being surrounded by desserts and chocolate. If that makes me a sex symbol then great, but it's not my aim in life.

What dragged me down was not being mayor - it was insecurity, the need to be accepted by everyone, the pleasure syndrome. That's what brought me down.

Reading for pleasure can easily sound like some kind of wishy-washy, soft option, while instructional stuff like learning-to-read through 'synthetic phonics' and endless worksheets requiring children to answer questions about the facts in short passages, sounds tough and purposeful.

It is with great pleasure that I see the political system of almost every power in Europe changing in our favor since the news of our late successes.

there are pleasures to be had from books beyond being lightly entertained. There is the pleasure of being challenged; the pleasure of feeling one's range and capacities expanding; the pleasure of entering into an unfamiliar world, and being led into empathy with a consciousness very different from one's own; the pleasure of knowing what others have already thought it worth knowing, and entering a larger conversation. ( The New Yorker , 13 Aug 2014)

I discovered recently that the key to all happiness lies in warm bedsocks.

Smoke, drink and never think.

I take it as a prime cause of the present confusion of society that it is too sickly and too doubtful to use pleasure frankly as a test of value.

Only part of us is sane: only part of us loves pleasure and the longer day of happiness, wants to live to our nineties and die in peace, in a house that we built, that shall shelter those who come after us. The other half of us is nearly mad. It prefers the disagreeable to the agreeable, loves pain and its darker night despair, and wants to die in a catastrophe that will set back life to its beginnings and leave nothing of our house save its blackened foundations.

The first snort of coke, the first taste of a woman, the first sip of scotch: every high is different, but somehow the same.

In Miami the obsession with making things work and being practical, with making lots of money, sometimes out of the fear of starving, has replaced a sense of life and, above all, of pleasure, adventure, and irreverence.

In a laughing mirror-image of the seriousness with which the rest of the world is obsessed with Progress, Coney Island attacks the problem of Pleasure, often with the same technological means.

Of had ik maar zorgen, grote zorgen, of desnoods een vrouw om te bedriegen. Was ik maar een dief, moordenaar of flessentrekker. Angst en schuldgevoelens geven de liefde kraak en smaak. Kermend van angst en vreugde zou ik keer op keer de bodem van het genot bereiken.

Nothing is better for "spiritual advancement" & the detachment of the flesh than a close reading of the "Erotic Dictionary.

La civilisation chrétienne avait [...] perverti en condamnant les joies les plus belles que Dieu ait données à l'homme.

I took especially great pleasure in mathematics because of the certainty and the evidence of its arguments.

I hope that posterity will judge me kindly, not only as to the things which I have explained, but also to those which I have intentionally omitted so as to leave to others the pleasure of discovery.