Quotes About Indulgence

Good taste is the excuse I've always given for leading such a bad life

Now and then it is a joy to have one's table red with wine and roses.

A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?

The only thing that can console one for being poor is extravagance.

Sometimes it takes courage to give into temptation.

If we indulge in inordinate affection, anger, anxiety, God holds us responsible; but He also insists that we have to be passionately filled with the right emotions.

After a little time they all began to smoke, the Pearl included, though she threw away much more of her cigar than she consumed

I have danced the fandango; no more able to help myself when the girl and the castanets began, than the holy cardinals, who, when they came to Madrid to excommunicate the cachuca, ended by joining in it! Like the rest of us, I suppose, they found forbidding a thing to other people, very easy and pleasant, but going without it themselves rather more difficult.

There is a remarkable breakdown of taste and intelligence at Christmastime. Mature, responsible grown men wear neckties made of holly leaves and drink alcoholic beverages with raw egg yolks and cottage cheese in them.

Everything in life that's any fun, as somebody wisely observed, is either immoral, illegal or fattening.

Anything that's good is better with whipped cream.

I know from experience that females need a certain amount of chocolate. We have two of them in the house. I don't want them growing restless.

When life sucks, eat cookies.

Jos on vain lakannut kiinnittämästä huomiota ja syönyt kakkua, tuntuu helpommalta antaa itselleen anteeksi ja syödä tiedostavasti taas seuraavalla aterialla.

I might as well have declared my devotion to processed cheese.

If you can't fuck it and it doesn't dance, eat it or throw it away.

Randy knew he wasn't an alcoholic because an alcoholic craved liquor. He never craved it. He just drank for pleasure and the most pleasurable of all drinks was the first one on a crisp winter morning. Besides, when you took it with coffee that made it part of breakfast, and therefore not so depraved.

Forbidden fruit is the sweetest, Warren, my darling.

I riffled through the cupboards until I found the box of emergency cocoa. Not the milk chocolate with marshmallow kind, but the hard stuff

Perhaps we as a nation need a rest too - a breathing space, an amnesty, a season of mourning, a month of indulgence, a year of reprieve, a century of celebration. A laying down of arms, a laying on of hands. A long, cool rain of forgiveness.

I'm going to town tomorrow," said Papa, carrying plates to the house. "Who needs something wonderful?" Papa looked at me. "Want to come, Cassie? Buy something perfect?" Mama smiled. "I'll have a new horse, if you don't mind," said Matthew. "You could get me a buggy," said Maggie. "With a leather top." "I'll have another piece of cake," said Grandfather, making everyone laugh.

Champagne, always champagne. Make mine Veuve-Clicquot.

A beer doesn't have to be difficult to acquire, but damned if that doesn't make everything taste better.

Life is a banquet and most poor s.o.b.'s are starving to death." Auntie Mame