Quotes About Indulgence

I desire only the long ecstasy of wine, And desire not to awaken.

Champagne is never a mistake.

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?

No one could be expected to give up wine and books at the same time.

Why did she give up wine for Lent? Polly was more sensible. She had given up strawberry jam. Cecilia had never seen Polly show more than a passing interest in strawberry jam, although now, of course, she was always catching her standing at the open fridge, staring at it longingly. The power of denial.

Finally she stopped resisting and called a truce. Young Alice was allowed to stay as long as she didn't eat too much chocolate.

There had been something about the pop of the champagne cork, the naughtiness of it.

She had taken her time getting ready for tonight: a long steamy bath with a glass of wine and a Violent Femmes CD.

that expensive butcher in the arcade on the way home from the

This was rock bottom. She'd just licked a Kit Kat wrapper.

She was easily addicted: men, food, wine. In fact, she felt like a glass of wine right now, and the sun was still high in the sky. Lately, she'd been drinking. Maybe not excessively, but certainly more enthusiastically than usual.

It was what she imagined doing heroin would be like: terrible for you but impossible to resist.

If a man seeks to drink enough to blind his conscience, tis acquavit or nothing.

No problem, Goth Boy. First one's free.

He is wine and bread and deep in my stomach.

Wine is sort of thrilling and sensual, and bread is familiar and essential.

I need a martini in my hand and a girl in my bed.

There's nothing better than a good friend, except a good friend with chocolate.

There is nothing better than a friend, unless it is a friend with chocolate.

He suddenly understood that power and pleasure were keenly entwined. One could succumb to such power. It corrupts the foolish and tests the resolute.

I poured myself another glass of wine (white, now warm and disgusting, but I was in a masochistic mood)

I had tried marijuana several times, but in the words of my friend and longtime assistant Janet Stark, "When I smoke pot, it makes me want to hide under the bed with a box of graham crackers and not share.

some people coddle their own afflictions the way others spoil small pedigreed dogs with cans of pate.

Just because there are lots of them doesn't mean that it isn't a privilege to live in a time when you can buy them for 99¢. (about Mcdonalds' apple pies)