Quotes About Euphoria

One should always be drunk. That's all that matters...But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk.

A multitude of small delights constitute happiness

She was more than human to me. She was a Fairy, a Sylph, I don't know what she was—anything that no one ever saw, and everything that everybody ever wanted. I was swallowed up in an abyss of love in an instant. There was no pausing on the brink; no looking down, or looking back; I was gone, headlong, before I had sense to say a word to her.

Perhaps all pleasure is relief.

I skip to the heartbeat of my angel.

Because sex, drugs, and religion all hinge on the same kind of simple neurochemical events: addictive, euphoric, exhilirating - and all, equally, meaningless.

Ignorance is bliss," Travers said. "Yes. Very appropriate cliché.

He kissed the plump mellow yellow smellow melons of her rump, on each plump melonous hemisphere, in their mellow yellow furrow, with obscure prolonged provocative melonsmellonous osculation.

A warm human plumpness settled down on his brain. His brain yielded. Perfume of embraces all him assailed. With hungered flesh obscurely, he mutely craved to adore.

Rapito sopra di lei giacevo, labbra piene pienamente aperte, la baciai sulla bocca. Gnam. Con delicatezza mi passò nella bocca il dolcetto al cumino caldo e masticato. Molliccia poltiglia la sua bocca aveva biascicato agrodolce con saliva. Gioia: la mangiai: gioia.

He was enthusiastic about everything, but when she came in with the pie he grew positively lyrical.

I'm so happy, I can hardly spit.

All that I ask out of life is that it be constant and unending euphoria.

Even the memory of cradling her in my arms is pure euphoria. And all that I ask out of life is that it be constant and unending euphoria.

To go in the water and stare at a shrimp for three minutes and not think about anything else in the world, it's just euphoric.

Fear and euphoria are dominant forces, and fear is many multiples the size of euphoria. Bubbles go up very slowly as euphoria builds. Then fear hits, and it comes down very sharply. When I started to look at that, I was sort of intellectually shocked. Contagion is the critical phenomenon which causes the thing to fall apart.

My advice to many ICOs is to start reading about startups and focus on the product, customer, and market as soon as the sale is over. And don't get distracted by post-ICO euphoria and the price of ETH or BTC.

We are staunch and true and in rather a champagne mood.

Stealing was a rush to me, more about the feeling than the thing I was stealing.

I still remember the first time I stepped out on the pitch at the Bernabeu. It was a spectacular moment - from another world.

It feels really good to be doing Blink justice. Stepping on stage for the first show was pretty crazy. I've been skydiving several times, and that's the closest thing I can compare it to. Such a beautiful rush.

The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn.

Cum-hazy after a drowsy fuck,

I hoped his last sensation was the euphoria. The peace. The love. I had to believe it was the love.