Quotes About Indulgence

donut can give you the kind of hug from inside that celery just can't muster.

Cake loves you unconditionally.

So all you want is a kiss? I asked. A little voice in my head said I was heading for one of those slippery slopes. I told the little voice to shut up. Well, maybe more than one. But basically, yeah.

You can't just jump into debauchery one night and expect to get the hang of it by morning. It takes years.

Some things are supposed to be made with butter. You're one of them.

He began to eat, only half-distracted by Agnes's food this time- the ham crisp and sweet, the cakes thick and light, studded with pecans, the syrup falling in ropes to mix with the melting butter

And remember-no woman ever said, on her deathbed, I wish I'd eaten less cake.

First of all, it's got a million calories.

champagne and apricot nectar with a squeeze of lime

She'd gotten the butcher to grind a mixture of filet mignon and chuck steak for the burgers, and had blended in mushrooms and blue cheese; she'd ordered hot dogs from Chicago, which came delivered in a cooler of dry ice. She'd made her own barbecue sauce, plus dozens of elaborate canapés, slivers of smoked salmon on cucumbers and a refined version of onion dip, where she spent an hour caramelizing onions.

I wore a groove in the kitchen floor with endless trips to the fridge, hoping against hope that I had somehow missed a plateful of cold sausages on the previous 4,000 excursions. Then, for no obvious reason, I decided to buy a footstool.

Eat good dinners and drink good wine; read good novels if you have the leisure and see good plays; fall in love, if there is no reason why you should not fall in love; but do not pore over influenza statistics.

Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen. ? Jerome K. Jerome, Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow . (Mondial October 19, 2005) Originally published 1886.

How good one feels when one is full—how satisfied with ourselves and with the world!  People who have tried it, tell me that a clear conscience makes you very happy and contented; but a full stomach does the business quite as well, and is cheaper, and more easily obtained.  One feels so forgiving and generous after a substantial and well-digested meal—so noble-minded, so kindly-hearted.

You may think you don't want to throw your life away for mere fleeting euphoria. But, once you get a taste, it doesn't feel so mere. From then on the planet becomes a waiting room. The rest of your life devolves to no more than the time between highs.

I don't really work out. I eat a lot of sweets. I have chocolate all over my house.

I'm too lazy and I like food and I like my free time too much to spend it working out!

We think we should have to work in order to feel. We want to have our cake resist us; and then we want to eat it, too.

When I go to work and when I'm in the public eye, I take much better care of myself. Because when I'm not working, I do indulge more.

Drinking helps us to forget what we are, we leave the office and walk straight to the bar.

I don't always want a big meal after work - just some crisps and wine!

I work out, I go to pilates, I walk and I eat everything I can get my hands on.

Life is eternal game, there are no rules. Indulge yourself.

I spent most of my time playing pool instead of studying.