It is happy for you that possess the talent of pleasing with
delicacy. May I ask whether these pleasing read more

It is happy for you that possess the talent of pleasing with
delicacy. May I ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed
from the impulse of the moment, or are the result of previous
study?

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.

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.

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.

In our amusements a certain limit is to be placed that we may not
devote ourselves to a life read more

In our amusements a certain limit is to be placed that we may not
devote ourselves to a life of pleasure and thence fall into
immorality.
[Lat., Ludendi etiam est quidam modus retinendus, ut ne nimis
omnia profundamus, elatique voluptate in aliquam turpitudinem
delabamur.]

In diving to the bottom of pleasure we bring up more gravel than pearls.

In diving to the bottom of pleasure we bring up more gravel than pearls.

I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chattered all the way;
But left me none the wiser,
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I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chattered all the way;
But left me none the wiser,
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne'er a word said she;
But, oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me!

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.]

Pleasure is often spoiled by describing it.

Pleasure is often spoiled by describing it.