Quotes About Euphoria

Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life

Give your life happiness and excitement, not tears and pain.

A laugh is a smile that bursts.

Falling in love happens so suddenly that it seems, all at once, that you have always been in love.

Me siento invenciblemente feliz

A kiss,' she said, 'is like music. It stops time...

In that life she had a book of Emily Dickinson poems beside her bed and she had a playlist called 'Extreme States of Euphoria' and another one called 'The Glue to Fix Me When I Am Broken'.

We couldn't believe our luck, and for a little while it felt like we were on some big train rolling down a hill, and all we cared about was how great it felt to be going fast.

Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt. The

We're not meant to separate sex from love; there's a reason why euphoria occurs in both situations. Sex and love nourish each other. You can argue it's humanity's way of establishing family groups and guaranteeing creation of the next generation; but the simple fact remains: the more often two people engage in sex, the more likely it is that one of them will fall in love.

drifting on daydreams of cunnilingus,

All life passes like a fast flowing river and how strange to see that happiness increases this speed! Yes, a happy life passes faster!

There is no need for the street lights in the Street of Love; all is already bright in there!

When a person becomes happy, the world becomes lighter! If all becomes happy, the world will be weightless!

I don't need anything to get high. I'm high on life.

Hovering wasps and bees drilled into the moist nectar oozing from the rotting pears, then flew off and circled in drunken euphoria, wasted in the Garden of Eden.

I feel something I can't quite put my finger on, something euphoric but deeply unsayable. Is it love or just not hate? Is it joy or just not sadness?

And yet suddenly, terribly, he wanted it again, the way it used to be, arms linked together, all drunk and singing beautifully into the night, with visions of death from the afternoon and dreams of death in the coming dawn, the night filled with a monstrous and temporary glittering joy, fat moments, thick seconds dropping like warm rain, jewel after jewel.

It's sort of perfect, when you think about it. Isn't falling in love a lot like losing your head?

The dance of the palm trees, the oceans calling, the first rays of sun and heaven is here.

Die in a good way, obviously.

He doesn't want to see that joy, that freedom, come crashing down, yet again, among the ruins of its own euphoric irresponsibility.

Awareness is laughing gas.

Laughter is an orgasm of awareness.