Quotes About Indulgence

As I ramble through life, whatever be my goal, I will unfortunately always keep my eye upon the doughnut and not upon the whole.

Beer may cause you to digress - and lead a happier life.

Life is not about finding yourself. It's mostly about chocolate. T-Shirt

Wild Turkey whiskey and Philip Morris cigarettes are essential to the maintenance of human life!

With a cigar like in life, you got to have some length, and some girth.

Eating everything you want is not that much fun. When you live a life with no boundaries, there's less joy. If you can eat anything you want to, what's the fun in eating anything you want to?

Grief is the agony of an instant. The indulgence of grief the blunder of a life.

I'm surprisingly practical in much of my life, but not when it comes to my shoes.

Do something today that you think is too delicious, too selfish, too wacky to fit within the rules of your life.

There is a certain time of life, when we value a good stomach more than the mind.

It was always fun in the early days of Black Sabbath, when I stayed away from heavy drugs. Then someone gave me cocaine and I went, "Hallelujah!" I thought I'd found the meaning of life!

I eat whatever I want. I like bread and cheese and wine, and that makes my life fun and enjoyable.

In my opinion, there's no condition in life that can't be ameliorated by a dose of junk food.

Pink champagne -- that's the kind of life we've both been used to. It might be a little difficult to -- do you like beer?

People seem very comfortable having a kind of Cheesecake Factory-type of life.

Living in the lap of luxury isn't bad except that you never know when luxury is going to stand up.

I do have a thing for eating out; that's one of life's great middle-age pleasures.

Whoo!! What a day. I'm gonna drink tang until I forget it all.

There are four basic food groups: plain chocolate, milk chocolate, dark chocolate, and white chocolate.

Simply put, Rick was like cheesecake—sinfully rich, luscious, and oh-so-bad for you.

Scoops of mint ice cream with chips of chocolate cows.

Maybe I wanted to be crazy so I wouldn't have to go through the normal rationalizations and self-justifications of unfettered indulgence.

He picked her up and tossed her on the bed. They had a hell of a time. But afterward, after she had gone back to her own room, depression came to him and what had seemed like such a hell of a time became distasteful, even a little disgusting. It was the depression of surfeit, the tail of selfindulgence's kit. You flew high, wide, and handsome, imposing on the breeze that might have wafted you along indefinitely; and then it was gone, and down, down, down you went.

It's a fine line between Saturday night and Sunday morning.