Quotes About Enjoyment

How can a man be satisfied to entertain an opinion merely, and enjoy it?

To enjoy a thing exclusively is commonly to exlcude yourself from the true enjoyment of it.

This spending of the best part of one's life earning money in order to enjoy a questionable liberty during the least valuable part of it

It is so much pleasanter and wholesomer to be warmed by the sun while you can be, than by an artificial fire.

How meanly and miserably we live for the most part! We escape fate continually by the skin of our teeth, as the saying is. We are practically desperate. What kind of gift is life unless we have spirits to enjoy it and taste its true flavor?

I do not refuse the Blue-Pearmain, I fill my pockets on each side; and as I retrace my steps in the frosty eve, being perhaps four or five miles from home, I eat one first from this side, and then from that, to keep my balance. [17]

To enjoy a thing exclusively is commonly to exclude yourself from the true enjoyment of it. Let us improve our opportunities, then, before the evil days come.

This spending of the best part of one's life earning money in order to enjoy a questionable liberty during the least valuable part of it reminds me of the Englishman who went to India to make a fortune first, in order that he might return to England and live the life of a poet.

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She carried within herself a great fund of life, and her deepest enjoyment was to feel the continuity between the movement of her own heart and the agitations of the world. For this reason, she was fond of seeing great crowds, and large stretches of country, of reading about revolutions and wars, of looking at historical pictures--a class of efforts to which she had often gone so far as to forgive much bad painting for the sake of the subject.

And her deepest enjoyment was to feel the continuity between the movements of her own soul and the agitations of the world.

Era la hora dedicada a la ceremonia del té de la tarde y sabido es que, en derminadas circusntancias, hay en la vida muy pocas horas que puedan comparrse a ésa por el agrado y atractivo que ofrece a quines saben disfrutarla

It's very silly," she said, "but I go on with it in spite of myself. I'm afraid I'm too easily pleased; no novel is so silly I can't read it.

But we've so befogged and befouled the whole question of liberty, of spontaneity, of good humour, and inclination, and enjoyment, that there's nothing that makes people stare so as to see on natural.

But we've so befogged and befouled the whole question of liberty, of spontaneity, of good humor, and inclination, and enjoyment, that there's nothing that makes people stare so as to see one natural

We should read to give our souls a chance to luxuriate.

Who wants to be a hundred? What's the point of it? A short life and a merry one is far better than a long one sustained by fear, caution, and perpetual medical surveillance.

A good meal, a good talk, a good fuck--what better way to pass the day?

It's a wonderful thing, for half an hour, to have money in your pocket and piss it away like a drunken sailor. You feel as though the world is yours. And the best part of it is, you don't know what to do with it.

So, whether the world is going to pieces or not, whether you are on the side of the angels or the devil himself, take life for what it is, have fun, spread joy and confusion.

When one spends what he has on himselef, when one has a thoroughly good time with his own money, people are apt to say he doesn't know what to do with his money.

When one spends what he has on himself, when one has a thoroughly good time with his own money, people are apt to say "he doesn't know what to do with his money." For my part, I don't see any better use to which one can put money. About such individuals one can't say that they're generous or stingy. They put money into circulation—that's the principal thing.

Recuerdo muy bien cómo disfrutaba con mi sufrimiento. Era como llevarse un cachorro a la cama. De vez en cuando te arañaba... y entonces sentías auténtico espanto. Por lo general, no sentías miedo: siempre podías soltarlo o cortarle la cabeza.

I like the monologue even more than the duet, when it is good. It's like watching a man write a book expressly for you: he writes it, reads it aloud, acts it, revises it, savours it, enjoys it, enjoys your enjoyment of it, and then tears it up and throws it to the winds. It's a sublime performance, because while he's going through with it you are God for him — unless you happen to be an insensitive and impatient dolt. But in that case the kind of monologue I refer to never happens.