Pleasurelessness Quotes & Sayings

Who is there who has not felt a sudden startled pang at reliving an old experience or feeling an old emotion? — Agatha Christie

I am not jealous
of what came before me.
Come with a man
on your shoulders,
come with a hundred men in your hair,
come with a thousand men between your breasts and your feet,
come like a river
full of drowned men
which flows down to the wild sea,
to the eternal surf, to Time!
Bring them all
to where I am waiting for you;
we shall always be alone,
we shall always be you and I
alone on earth,
to start our life! — Pablo Neruda

The deeper irony is that the evidence of sin that are always found in and around the body of Christ may become indirect intimations of its holiness. It could not be a holy church if it had clean hands, as if severed from its task of saving sinners and healing human hurt. — Thomas C. Oden

We go off the meds and elect Richard Nixon, the Nurse Ratched of the American political psych ward. — Don Winslow

A lot of people celebrate their past, but I don't look at it all. I don't Google myself; I focus on the future. This is a volatile profession, and the moment you start thinking you've got something, that's when the floor beneath you falls through, so I hope to make more movies and TV shows. — Sean Maguire

Pakistan is both an ally in the war on terror, and in some sense, a battleground of the war on terror. — Stephen Hadley

I glad I your frist- Gabriel Emerson — Sylvain Reynard

Silence (can) be the most eloquent form of lying. — Pat Conroy

When some of the neural "lights" in question have been switched off by injury, the outcome can be connected to a form of generalized depression, or what Dr. Jim Pfaus of Concordia University calls "anhedonia" - a state of pleasurelessness, bleakness, or grayness, in perceptions of the world. — Naomi Wolf

I didn't say anything because I didn't have anything good to say. Just lately I had noticed that I could kill people and not blink. No attack of conscience, no nightmares, nothing. It was like some part of me had turned off. It didn't bother me that I was able to kill so easily. It did bother me that it didn't bother me. But it had its uses, like tonight. I think every last furry one of them had believed I'd do it. Sometimes, it was good to be scary. — Laurell K. Hamilton