Quotes About Enjoyment

I don't want to die now! he yelled. I've still got a headache! I don't want to go to heaven with a headache, I'd be all cross and wouldn't enjoy it!

and the Universe, ... will explode later for your pleasure.

How do you know you're having fun if there's no one watching you have it?

I could have more fun in cat litter.

He put some more cold pizza into his face.

How do you know you're having fun if there's no one watching you have it?

No quiero morir todavía! ¡Aún me duele la cabeza, estaré de mal humor y no lo disfrutaré!

Man pat?k beigu termi?i. Man it ?paši pat?ks svelpjoš? ska?a, ko tie rada lidojot gar?m.

I don't want to die now!" he yelled. "I've still got a headache! I don't want to go to heaven with a headache, I'd be all cross and wouldn't enjoy it!

Wine is like many of the fine experiences in life which take time and experience to extract their full pleasure and meaning.

But when I open them up, I find that they're equal! And they both have achieved the same destiny: my zinc gurney. Why, then, did he tire himself out poring over so many books? Boh! Take my advice, journalist: eat, drink, and enjoy yourself—

They'd ended up ordering pizza.

I don't know jack about wine, sorry." "You should learn. It is one of the true and ancient pleasures that make human existence tolerable.

Wine is like many of the finer things in life, which take time and experience to extract their full pleasure and meaning.

Tea's a thing that need never be finished.

And suddenly one of those moments of intense happiness came to her--a sense of the loveliness of the world--of her own intense enjoyment of that world.

It's not a man's working hours that are important – it's his leisure hours.

You arouse my gastronomical juices, madame.

When youth begins to pass, fun isn't fun any longer.

But seriously Poirot, what a hobby! Compare that to--" his voice sank to an appreciative purr--"an easy chair in front of a wood fire in a long low room lined with books--must be a long room--not a square one. Books all round one. A glass of port--and a book open in your hand. Time rolls back as you read.

Oh, fancy! All these. I really have forgotten a lot of these. Oh, here's The Amulet and here's The Psamayad. Here's The New Treasure Seekers. Oh, I love all those. No, don't put them in shelves yet, Albert. I think I'll have to read them first.

Ah," she said, "I've enjoyed myself! There's nothing like exchanging gossip and remembering old scandals." "A little malice," agreed Mr. Treves, "adds a certain savour to life.

He had a book in his hand which I had lent him. 'Thank you for lending me this,' he said. 'I enjoyed it.' He put it down beside me. Then he sat down on the end of my bed, looked at me thoughtfully, and said that he wanted to marry me. No Victorian Miss exclaiming, 'Oh, Mr Simpkins, this is so sudden!' could have looked more completely taken aback than I did.

It wasn't the circumstances of life they enjoyed, it was life itself—the zest of existence.