Oh, keep your warnings and your fears for those giddy women who call themselves women of , whose heated imaginations persuade them that nature has placed their senses in their heads; who, having never thought about it, invariably confuse love with a ...
Don't think too much. There'll be time to think later. Analysis won't help. You're chiseling now. You're passing your hands over the wood. Now the page is no longer blank. There's something there. It isn't your business yet to know whether it's going...
He could see her, but dared not remain for fear of annoying her by seeming to be spying upon the pleasures which she tasted in other company, pleasures which - while he drove home in utter loneliness, and went to bed, as anxiously as I myself was to ...
Even connoisseurship can have politics, Slow Food wagers, since an eater in closer touch with his senses will find less pleasure in a box of Chicken McNuggets than in a pastured chicken or a rare breed of pig. It's all very Italian (and decidedly un-...
If you saw her in these moments, you might think she was collecting her thoughts in order to go forward. But I see it another way: Her mind is being overwhelmed by two processes that must simultaneously proceed at full steam. One is to deal with and ...
You should've thought of that before becoming a fireman." "Thought!" he said. "Was I given a choice? I was raised to think the best thing in the world to read. The best thing is television and radio and ball games and a home I can't afford and, Good ...
There are many stories and accounts about the winners of lotteries who are jubilant when they win, but whose lives descend into a nightmare after acquiring that unearned money. (No challenge, no skill.) Thelottery looks like "the answer" to people be...
When, therefore, we maintain that pleasure is the end, we do not mean the pleasures of profligates and those that consist in sensuality, as is supposed by some who are either ignorant or disagree with us or do not understand, but freedom from pain in...
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...
Sure, there is an undeniable pleasure in rooting for a winning team and in being able to look down on opposing fans with equal measures of superiority and disdain. But that's also the Ruthian drawback in rooting for the Yankees (along with high ticke...
P.S. Murders kill for pleasure. Vampires kill to survive.
Love transforms pleasure into pain.
Don’t focus on the mishaps; consider the pleasures instead.
If a site is done with pleasure and a fun attitude, it's a great way to communicate with your fans.
Forbidden pleasures alone are loved immoderately; when lawful, they do not excite desire.
Where there is a will to conquer a man, there is a way to conquer a man.
There is some pleasure even in pain. A sweet ecstasy.
Some loves are like a vice that has ceased to give pleasure.
I thought you were supposed to be flying this thing, not pleasuring it.
Tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain.
Pleasure is the carrot dangled to lead the ass to market; or the precipice.
