Quotes About Indulgence

I'm sure most people have this experience: when you're young you drink, you do drugs, you stay up late, and there are no consequences.

Complain about being fat. Get depressed. Eat ice cream. Feel happy. Gain 2lbs. Complain about being fat...

That moment when you wake up with a hang over and say I'm not drinking anymore...until the following weekend approaches.

May your Valentine's Day be full of all the sinful things people are giving up for Lent.

Life is like a bowl of ice-cream, it melts very quickly so enjoy it while it lasts.

Beulah, peel me a grape.

I never worry about diets. The only carrots that interest me are the number of carats in a diamond.

You ought to get out of those wet clothes and into a dry martini.

Too much of a good thing is wonderful.

I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it.

Too much of a good thing can be wonderful!

I never worry about diets. The only carrots that interest me are the number you get in a diamond.

What's the good of resisting temptation? There'll always be more.

Eat dessert first in case you're going to choke to death on your b

And you became like the coffee, In the deliciousness, and the bitterness and the addiction.

To begin cooking duck at one in the morning is one of the finest acts of madness that can be undertaken by a human being who is not mad.

The underlying dynamic here is that a want can easily be interpreted as a need. This happens in two ways. First, we can make our emotions the criteria of reality. "If I feel that something is true, then it must be true." Second, we can indulge a desire for so long that we become dependent upon its fulfillment. Eventually, we believe that we cannot live without the object to which we have become attached. We become trapped by our desires.

It's amazing how much you can rationalize when you're on drugs. I could actually say to myself, "Look, I'm only doing blow Wednesday through Saturday.

Men may thus have several sorts of pleasures. The true pleasure is that for which they give up another.

It was not evil that gave her the idea of pleasure, that seemed to her attractive; it was pleasure, rather, that seemed evil. And as, every time that she indulged in it, pleasure came to her attended by evil thoughts such as, ordinarily, had no place in her virtuous mind, she came at length to see in pleasure itself something diabolical, to identify it with Evil.

Now, in one of those utterly physical moments, when the soul takes a backseat to the digesting stomach, the skin enjoying a recent ablution and some fine linen, the mouth smoking, the eyes reveling in bare shoulders and bright lights, he repeated his prayer more indolently, doubting a miracle that would upset the psychological law of his fickleness, which was as impossible to flout as the physical laws of weight or death.

she judged frivolous reading to be as unhealthy as sweets and pastries...

Please accept this fan with indulgence. If one of the ghosts that have alighted here after flitting through my memory made you weep long ago, while it was still partaking of life, then recognize that ghost without bitterness and remember that it is a mere shadow and that it will never make you suffer again. I could quite innocently capture these ghosts on the frail paper to which your hand will lend wings, for those ghosts are too unreal and too flimsy to cause any harm. . . .

Thus it shall befall Him, who to worth in women over-trusting, Lets her will rule: restraint she will not brook; And left to herself, if evil thence ensue She first his weak indulgence will accuse.