Quotes About Indulgence

I was a great believer in hot buttered toast at all hours of the day.

I stole every nickel and blew it on fine threads, luxurious lodgings, fantastic foxes, and other sensual goodies. I partied in every capital in Europe and basked on all the world's most famous beaches.

My one sensuous fault was women. I had a Cyprian lust for them.

Anything Anytime Anyplace For No Reason At All (or AAAFNRAA)

Four Bigloo Igloos," ordered Chet, when the waitress came over. "But there are only three of you, sir," the waitress protested. "Four sundaes, miss," Chet repeated grandly. "Never fear—we shall dispose of them!" The waitress shrugged and went off. The place was filled with people on their lunch hour, and there was a lively hubbub. A juke box was playing continuously

Hardys ran Chet a close race on second and third helpings of Claude's superb cured ham and pecan pie.

Oh yes?" Chet retorted. "Hop over to the Bayport Soda Shop with me, and I'll show you what I'm investing in—a year's supply of the biggest banana splits you ever saw!

Hän ahmaisee tähteet omalta ruokapöydältään. Sen vuoksi hän on hetken ajan muita kylläisempi, mutta samalla hän myös unohtaa kuinka pöydän ääressä syödään, ja sen vuoksi tähteitä ei enää kuulukaan.

I have such an extreme attitude about work, where I can just completely be derelict of my responsibilities and then when I am not derelict, I am completely indulged in it. I swing pretty wildly from the two extremes.

If you made all the French fries you ate, you would eat them much less often, if only because they're so much work. The same holds true for fried chicken, chips, cakes, pies, and ice cream. Enjoy these treats as often as you're willing to prepare them - chances are good it won't be every day.

The person who grieves suffers his passion to grow upon him; he indulges it, he loves it; but this never happens in the case of actual pain, which no man ever willingly endured for any considerable time.

For me with sugar, it's all about balance. It's about being strong enough and to have the willpower to say, you know what, Saturday is my treat day, I'm going to eat cake, I'm going to eat dessert, I might eat a packet of biscuits.

You must have the willpower to avoid what is bad. It's simple: If you indulge, you will develop a bulge.

On Sundays I love to get to a morning spin session at the gym. That's my time - it's great for stress release and helping me think things through, but I also do it so I can eat everything because I have no willpower.

I would never win an award for not loving pizza.

I play golf, but sometimes it's so un-relaxing, I have to play tennis to wind down. Now that I think about it, this process is sort of like when I go out for sushi and have to get a slice of pizza afterward.

I love to clean my ears. I've heard that you're not supposed to do it every day, but I throw caution to the wind for some quality time with a strong Q-Tip.

Life is too short, and I'm Italian. I'd much rather eat pasta and drink wine than be a size 0.

I learned early to drink beer, wine and whiskey. And I think I was about 5 when I first chewed tobacco.

We are delightfully trapped by our memories. I can't drink a bottle of Chateauneuf-du-Pape Vieux Telegraphe without revisiting a hotel bistro in Luzerne, Switzerland, where I ate a large bowl of a peppery Basque baby goat stew. A sip and a bite. A bite and sip. Goose bumps come with the divine conjunction of food and wine.

I think musicians have always been drinking and sharing a good wine. It is, I hate to say this, another form of vice.

I'm not a wine connoisseur, but I do like a glass or two at night.

The thing about drugs and sex is that you lose all your inhibitions. I've had sex in trains, planes, wine bars... and quite a few car parks!

Food and wine are my extravagances.