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Plato divinely calls pleasure the bait of evil, inasmuch as men
are caught by it as fish by a read more
Plato divinely calls pleasure the bait of evil, inasmuch as men
are caught by it as fish by a hook.
[Lat., Divine Plato escam malorum appeliat voluptatem, quod ea
videlicet homines capiantur, ut pisces hamo.]
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.
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.]
Despise pleasure; pleasure bought by pain in injurious.
[Lat., Sperne voluptates; nocet empta dolora voluptas.]
Despise pleasure; pleasure bought by pain in injurious.
[Lat., Sperne voluptates; nocet empta dolora voluptas.]
When the idea of any pleasure strikes your imagination, make a just computation between the duration of the pleasure and read more
When the idea of any pleasure strikes your imagination, make a just computation between the duration of the pleasure and that of the repentance that is likely to follow it.
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.
Look upon the world as your enemy because only then the gifts it gives will give you immense pleasure.
Look upon the world as your enemy because only then the gifts it gives will give you immense pleasure.
Pleasures lie thickest where no pleasures seem;
There's not a leaf that falls upon the ground
but read more
Pleasures lie thickest where no pleasures seem;
There's not a leaf that falls upon the ground
but holds some joy of silence or of sound,
Some sprite begotten of a summer dream.
The aim of the wise is not to secure pleasure, but to avoid pain.
The aim of the wise is not to secure pleasure, but to avoid pain.