Quotes About Indulgence

I never in my life argued with a piece of cake or a bowl of ice cream.

men do love sin, Will, oh how they love it, never doubt, in all shapes, sizes, colors, and smells.

Think I'll go eat me a doughnut and take me a nap.

That's all we live for, isn't it? For pleasure, for titillation? And you must admit our culture provides plenty of these.

Christ, you could massacre half a Hindu village and still look like Peter Rabbit. What are you stuffed with?" "Chocolate bars. And I keep six kinds of ice-cream in my icebox, when I can afford it.

One rule holds good of most young men—whether rich or poor. They never have money for the necessaries of life, but they have always money to spare for their caprices—an anomaly which finds its explanation in their youth and in the almost frantic eagerness with which youth grasps at pleasure.

There was shish-kabob for lunch, huge, savory hunks of spitted meat sizzling like the devil over charcoal after marinating seventy-two hours in a secret mixture Milo had stolen from a crooked trader in the Levant, served with Iranian rice and asparagus tips Parmesan, followed by cherries jubilee for dessert and then steaming cups of fresh coffee with Benedictine and brandy.

They might have occurred if either General Dreedle or General Peckem had once evinced an interest in taking part in orgies with him, but neither ever did, and the colonel was certainly not going to waste time and energy making love to beautiful women unless there was something in it for him.

Yossarian gorged himself in the mess hall until he thought he would explode and then sagged back in a contented stupor, his mouth filmy with a succulent residue.

No such private nights of ecstasy or hushed-up drinking and sex orgies ever occurred. They might have occurred if either General Dreedle or General Peckem had once evinced an interest in taking part in orgies with him, but neither ever did, and the colonel was certainly not going to waste his time and energy making love to beautiful women unless there was something in it for him.

The men could pick up girls along that road if they promised to take them where they wanted to go, buxom, young, homely, grinning girls with missing teeth whom they could drive off the road and lie down in the wild grass with, and Yossarian did whenever he could, which was not nearly as often as Hungry Joe, who could get a jeep but couldn't drive, begged him to try.

The food was elegant and expensive, and the aisles were overflowing with great streams of flushed and merry proprietors, all stout and balding.

Polish sausage is going for peanuts in Cracow,' Milo informed him. 'polish sausage', sighed the general nostalgically. 'You know, I'd give just about anything for a good hunk of Polish sausage. Just about anything.

A whole roasted lamb—stuffed with lamb sausages, organ and glandbreads, dried fruits and currants, tomato/garlic/onion mush, the entirety cardamomated, corianderized, cumined, cloved—was brought out on a spit, danced around. The carcassbearers were women, further gorgeous bursting Slavs

Someone else's loss is my chocolatey goodness

One of my lifetime addictions, to this bitterly black steaming-hot liquid, would begin at this hour, in such innocence.

and decide you really do want a hot fudge sundae! Go ahead and eat it. It is continual excess that causes trouble—not occasional liberties. God created a wide variety of foods for us to eat. Every good food God made, you can eat.

Judd: I like to be here until people really want to leave. But that's kind of how I am as a person. That's why my movies are too long. That's why I eat too much.

Pony eyed the pitcher of hot fudge sauce Nellie had placed on the table. "And if you pass that pitcher, I will reveal a nugget of information that will please you and instantly return me to your good goddess graces." Nellie pushed the pitcher forward. "Spill. Not the fudge sauce. The info.

topped with whipped cream, chopped nuts

So what if she ordered an ice cream soda before lunch? Who was going to tell her she couldn't have exactly what she wanted?

I like to eat crawfish and drink beer. That's despair?

Complacencies of the peignoir, and lateCoffee and oranges in a sunny chair.

Let be be finale of seem, the only emperor is the emperor of ice cream.