Among the delights of Summer were picnics to the woods.
The soul is never wholly assembled, except in delight.
Of all the senses, sight must be the most delightful.
It's one of the functions of the theater to shock and titillate and appall, apart from entertain and delight.
But it is a delightful challenge to try to depict interesting aliens.
It delights me that I don't fit the stereotype of an actress.
Mum and I were delighted to find out we were descended from 'bog-trotters.'
Few delights can equal the presence of one whom we trust utterly.
Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.
I'm just delighted that this woman I love can be a mum again.
How could man rejoice in victory and delight in the slaughter of men?
My parents were absolutely delighted that I knew what I wanted to do.
The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled.
Books should to one of these fours ends conduce, for wisdom, piety, delight, or use.
Later in the week Mr Knox's Annie bicycled over to see Stoker and ask her to waive the lien which she had on her sister's services, as they would be required for the weekend. 'She's having dinner at half-past eight on Saturday,' said Annie, when seat...
In writing. Don't use adjectives which merely tell us how you want us to feel about the thing you are describing. I mean, instead of telling us a thing was "terrible," describe it so that we'll be terrified. Don't say it was "delightful"; make us say...
Someone once asked me why people sing. I answered that they sing for many of the same reasons the birds sing. They sing for a mate, to claim their territory, or simply to give voice to the delight of being alive in the midst of a beautiful day. Perha...
I began to understand that there were certain talkers--certain girls--whom people liked to listen to, not because of what they, the girls, had to say, but because of the delight they took in saying it. A delight in themselves, a shine on their faces,...
Whatever is fitted in any sort to excite the ideas of pain, and danger, that is to say, whatever is in any sort terrible, or is conversant about terrible objects, or operates in a manner analogous to terror, is a source of the sublime; that is, it is...
In this image (watching sensual murder through a peephole) Lorrain embodies the criminal delight of decadent art. The watcher who records the crimes (both the artist and consumer of art) is constructed as marginal, powerless to act, and so exculpated...
These violent delights have violent ends.
