Quotes About Indulgence

Ah, well. Life's too short for moderation, wouldn't you say?

It was like she was thinking, How far can I go with this? How much more can I fit in my life without losing control?

Nothing goes sour more easily than the life of pleasure.

Believe it or not, countless generations of children finished their supper before the advent of Kraft Mac & Cheese and ice-cream sandwiches.

It is better to die of drink then to die of thirst.

La sensación de estar cometiendo un pecado estaba bien para pasar un rato, pero al final resultaba agotador.

The priests told the people that whoever brought fagots to burn heretics would have an indulgence to commit sins for forty days.

Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.

Would ye both eat your cake and have your cake?

He was a man who longed to do more with his life, to investigate creativity and originality, but was afraid of the disruption this indulgence might bring to a carefully regimented life.

Give me women, wine and snuff Until I cry out hold, enough You may do so san objection Till the day of resurrection; For bless my beard then aye shall be My beloved Trinity.

number. "What is it?" Raynaud said. Pierce laughed. "Want to see the best whorehouse in London?" "I don't know," Raynaud said, standing alongside the car, swaying. He felt very, very drunk.

In 2010, the BBC spent nearly £230,000 on tea, but only £2000 on biscuits.

I am glad that my Adonis hath a sweet tooth in his head.

One forced to live in surroundings that might have been devised by Plato must seek relief and an outlet for the human urges despised by philosophers. Wickedness and debauchery may not be the only answers, but they are certainly the ones with the widest appeal.

It is the attendance at a great meal, with one too many courses and two too many glasses of wine, that makes civilization spin, romance bloom and friendship last.

Oh Ellie, doesn't it make your mouth water?" "It makes me water all right," I said crudely. "But not from my mouth.

I only wish I had drunk more champagne.

My only regret is that I have not drunk more champagne in my life.

The croissant was crisp and soft and flaky at the same time. Just biting it made you feel cared for.

It was the best omelet Adrienne had ever eaten. Perfectly cooked so that the eggs were soft and buttery. Filled with sautéed onions and mushrooms and melted Camembert cheese. There were three roasted cherry tomatoes on the plate, skins splitting, oozing juice. Nutty wheat toast. Thatch had brought butter and jam to the table. The butter was served like a tiny cheesecake on a small pedestal under a glass dome. The jam was apricot, homemade, served from a Ball jar.

sadness is nothing a little Veuve Clicquot can't fix.

She weighs the decision for a moment, then butters the baguette and pops it in her mouth. It's so delicious that she doesn't care if they have to roll her off the island in a wheelbarrow.

melted milk chocolate; it's a roaring fire on a snowy night; it's a double rainbow; the green-glass barrel of a wave; the first sip of ice-cold champagne. And then…he arrives