Quotes About Indulgence

There was only today to throw yourself into without thinking about tomorrow, let alone forever. To keep you from thinking, there was liquor, an ocean's worth at least, all the usual vices and plenty of rope to hang yourself with. Love is a beautiful liar.

and an almond-scented blancmange custard that tasted like clouds.

Under buttery gravy, there was the ubiquitous tommie steak with buttons of potatoes and pearled onions. My father was paying through the nose for the champagne, so I drank as much as I could, every time it came round.

The faster you drink, the faster you can try to erase whatever needs erasing.

I couldn't understand why Frank would want to spend time with this crowd. They were bored, naughty children with highballs and morphine and sex for their toys. People were toys, too.

I made a face at her and pulled at the neck of my dress. "Want a smoke?

parents today are more likely to say their primary wish for their children is that they be happy. In pursuit of this goal they indulge their children, often unconsciously, to a degree that is startling to previous generations. All parents need to remember that true happiness comes through having character and discipline, and living a life of meaningful contribution—not by having and doing whatever you wish.

I'm drinking a Diet Coke, because frankly I ate a whole box of Pop Tarts yesterday and this will take it away.

If I had known how good cooked meat tastes, I would have breathed my fire on all those pigs before I ate them.

A gente deve ir ao cinema como vai a um bordel ou a um templo.

He hadn't eaten a bite of breakfast, sex always made him hungry. Suddenly Matt realized he was starving.

eating chocolates, or lying in the sun; it was soothing, warming, totally pleasing.

Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine, Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast; Custards for supper, and an endless host Of syllabubs and jellies and mincepies, And other such ladylike luxuries.

Take up something that you know will never bring you any returns except pleasure—in other words, allow yourself to live the way brilliant eighteenth century courtesans lived. Don't be afraid of having a decorative life, even if all the decorations come from you.

I wanted to sit there forever, drinking in bitter satisfaction, using someone else as a license. In the years that followed, I did a lot of that.

That was it. To be a rolling stone. In the romantic places of the earth. Ready for a fight, a frolic, or a feed. And since I was Irish, since I was Billy Hamill's son, since I was from Brooklyn: a drink too.

I reckon if I can't spend the day sleeping, the next best thing is to spend it reading and drinking.

Gold we've got, humping we want – debauch! debauch!

The things that matter to us are measured by depth. Would you assess your humanity by its pace? When I view myself as a time-sensitive product, valued for what I produce, then I have made depth, extended thought, and the inward journey marginal indulgences.

Eat, drink, and couple like minks, for tomorrow you could come down with one hell of a pony drip, and Mrs. Lee will ban you from the premises.

Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.

A man has to believe in something, and I believe I'll have another drink.

Let's see how long the rich can eat their money for

He told his e-butler to have the maidbots start a decent meal and open some wine to breathe. By the time he got home it should be ready.