Quotes About Indulgence

I have a problem with sweets. I have an inability to eat a just little bit. It's almost like I can't even enjoy chocolate anymore - I have to stuff it into my brain, cram it into my ears.

I love sweets. Like, every week of my life, I've had a cheat day.

I love cake or any sweets.

I stay away from sweets. I'll treat myself here and there, but I'll stay away from fried foods, but I love French fries. I'll treat myself once a week to some French fries.

I usually stay away from sweets.

As a child, I loved to eat sweets and enjoyed festivities and celebrations.

I'm an addictive person. If I open a bag of sweets, I won't just eat one or two, I'll eat the lot. If I go and play on my computer, it won't be just for an hour, it'll be for five hours.

I don't eat sweets. I'm not a big dessert guy.

Some people handle sweets better.

My metabolism is very high, and I love sweets and food.

I love sweets, but don't have them every day. I have them maybe once a week or during social functions or festivals.

I like to swim, I like to play with my dogs and I love to eat - but I have to start watching that because my suits are getting too small.

I like to have cookies in the morning before I go swimming.

I'm addicted to food, so if you bring the cake and stuff to my house, I might walk by and take a swipe of icing and keep it moving. So what happens is I try to not keep it around.

I have always felt so bombarded with dietary advice that always seemed to make me feel guilty about the 'naughty' food I secretly preferred, that I switched off and ate what I fancied.

I just love switching stuff off and going for a run, or sitting down and eating cake.

I'm from Switzerland, so I grew up with great chocolate.

I have the pleasure of being surrounded by desserts and chocolate. If that makes me a sex symbol then great, but it's not my aim in life.

I love syrup. Strawberry syrup.

I just love maple syrup!

She used to say she could taste sleep and that it was as delicious as a BLT on fresh French bread.

Smoke, drink and never think.

But all she wanted to do was lie in bed, eat Kraft macaroni and cheese, and hide from the alligators.

The first snort of coke, the first taste of a woman, the first sip of scotch: every high is different, but somehow the same.