Quotes About Indulgence

Fortunately, even Russians could not spoil vodka, and there was plenty of that.

What I really love is my scotch. It's the power, the power of positive drinking.

Knowledge may be power, but cake has great bargaining properties

That's what you would do with untold power? Eat cake?

All the Saints of God are there to protect me, to sustain me and to carry me. And your prayers, my dear friends, your indulgence, your love, your faith and your hope accompany me.

Our understanding of God is the answer to prayer getting things from God is God's indulgence of us. When God stops giving us things He brings us into the place where we can begin to understand Him.

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Dessert is probably the most important stage of the meal, since it will be the last thing your guests remember before they pass out all over the table.

Fill up the goblet, and reach to me some! Drinking makes wise, but dry fasting makes glum....

Whether you sniff it smoke it eat it or shove it up your ass the result is the same: addiction.

Who can cloy the hungry edge of appetite?

Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well used; exclaim no more against it.

They surfeited with honey and beganTo loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a littleMore than a little is by much too much.

Come, thou monarch of the vine,Plumpy Bacchus, with pink eyne!

Sir Toby: Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?Clown: Yes, by Saint Anne; and ginger shall be hot i' the mouth too.

As a surfeit of the sweetest thingsThe deepest loathing to the stomach brings.

Antony, that revels long o' nights.

Who riseth from a feastWith that keen appetite that he sits down?

The wren goes to 't, and the small gilded flyDoes lecher in my sight.Let copulation thrive.

Unless hours were cups of sack, and minutes capons, and clocks the tongues of bawds, and dials the signs of leaping-houses, and the blessed sun himself a fair hot wench in flame-color'd taffeta, I see no reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand the time of the day.

No man's pie is freedFrom his ambitious finger.

A purse of gold most resolutely snatched on Monday night and most dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning.

Epicurean cooksSharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite.

Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth.