For some, pleasure is a fever they can't shake. For others, it's a disease they cannot seem to catch.

For some, pleasure is a fever they can't shake. For others, it's a disease they cannot seem to catch.

Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each read more

Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation.

Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure.

Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure.

Anticipation makes the pleasure.

Anticipation makes the pleasure.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There read more

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar.

The vocabulary of pleasure depends on the imagery of pain.

The vocabulary of pleasure depends on the imagery of pain.

Pleasure blinds (so to speak) the eyes of the mind, and has no
fellowship with virtue.
[Lat., Voluptas read more

Pleasure blinds (so to speak) the eyes of the mind, and has no
fellowship with virtue.
[Lat., Voluptas mentis (ut ita dicam) praestringit oculos, nec
habet ullum cum virtute commercium.]

Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind read more

Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability.

We tire of those pleasures we take, but never of those we give.

We tire of those pleasures we take, but never of those we give.