Quotes About Indulgence

You'd give up drinking to go see your dad?" "Well, not permanently," he said. "That'd be ridiculous. But maybe I could switch to something slightly cheaper for a while. Like...slushes. Do you know how much I love those? Cherry, especially.

My life didn?t need to be on the line for me to enjoy dessert.

Slushes. Do you know how much I love those? Cherry, especially.

Conversation was irrelevant. Only pie mattered.

Because...Beacause it's so good, and there's only one chance to read a book for the first time, and I want it to last. That experience. I'd finish it in a day otherwise, and that'd be like...like eating a carton of ice cream in one sitting. Too much richness over too quickly. This way, I can draw it out. Make the book last longer. Savor it. I have to since they don't come out that often.

What is it with you and frozen desserts Why do you always want them?" "Because we live in a dessert.

Jerks," I muttered. Then I brightened. "Oh, hey. Doughnuts.

I've said over and over, I'd do anything for you. I just keep hoping it'll be something like, 'Adrian, let's go hot tubbing' or 'Adrian, take me out for fondue.'" "Well, sometimes we have to—did you say fondue? Why in the world would I ever say that?" He shrugged. "I like fondue.

Depends. Did you stop at the drugstore, along with your trip to the wine store?" "Stop there? Hell, I bought that place out, Sydney. I'm having no repeats of last time.

You want diamonds? I'll give you diamonds. I'll shower you in them. Hell, I'll get you a gown made out of them. But it's going to be skimpy.

It was another horrible yet almost laughable moment. Cupcakes and birthday car sex had been my undoing.

By sticking out his tongue and curling it sideways to explore the hairy jungle around his mouth, he was always able to find a tasty morsel here and there to nibble on.

Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop! The great big greedy nincompoop!

finest and fattest ducks and geese, plucked and ready for roasting! And up above, dangling from the rafters, there must have been at least a hundred smoked hams and fifty sides of bacon!

How long could we allow this beast To gorge and guzzle, feed and feast On everything he wanted to? Great Scott! It simply wouldn't do! However long this pig might live, We're positive he'd never give Even the smallest bit of fun Or happiness to anyone.

You can put an Everlasting Gobstopper in your mouth and you can suck it and suck it and suck it and suck it and suck it and it will never get any smaller!

In one city, a famous gangster robbed a bank of a thousand pounds and spent the whole lot on Wonka bars that same afternoon. And when the police entered his house to arrest him, they found him sitting on the floor amidst mountains of chocolate, ripping off the wrappers with the blade of a long dagger.

Everything in excess! To enjoy the flavor of life, take big bites. Moderation is for monks.

Budget the luxuries first.

I was there to see beautiful naked women. So was everybody else. It's a common failing.

My only regret involved the sad knowledge that I could not handle the amount of alcohol I would have enjoyed. "Easy is the descent into Hell.

Or maybe he was seeing double. Bad stuff, gin. Should 'ave switched to rum a long time ago. Good stuff, rum. You could drink it, or take a bath in it. No, that was gin — he meant Joe.

To enjoy the flavor of life, take big bites!

This thing is going down so good there's not enough O's in smooth.