A Quote by Jean Antoine Petit-Senn

Pleasure and satiety live next door to each other. — © Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Pleasure and satiety live next door to each other.
It was my mother's dream to have a few houses next door to each other, where they could live in one, and my brother and I could live in the others, where we are close but also had independence.
Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other. Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then.
Hallo! A great deal of steam! the pudding was out of the copper. A smell like a washing-day! That was the cloth. A smell like an eating-house and a pastrycook's next door to each other, with a laundress's next door to that. That was the pudding.
It has to do - I think - with growing up in an apartment, with my aunt and my cousins right next door to me, with the door open, with neighbors walking in and out, with people yelling at each other all the time.
I look just like the girls next door... if you happen to live next door to an amusement park.
I may look like the girl next door, but you wouldn't want to live next door to me.
Greatness and madness are next door neighbours; and they borrow each other's sugar. You don't get there without the other.
In Mexico, wealth and poverty live next to each other and are cordial with each other - in my experience.
Why do human beings find it so hard to live and let live? Countries are messing with each other. Religions are messing with each other. Castes are messing with each other; people mess with each other.
You can have somebody living next door to you and you can live in a completely different world from that person, which is definitely something we've never experienced before. So I think just because of the media landscape and the way we get our information now, we're more atomized and isolated from each other than ever before.
Innocent pleasures in moderation can provide relaxation for the body and mind and can foster family and other relationships. But pleasure, per se, offers no deep, lasting satisfaction or sense of fulfillment. The pleasure-centered person, too soon bored with each succeeding level of "fun," constantly cries for more and more. So the next new pleasure has to be bigger and better, more exciting, with a bigger "high." A person in this state becomes almost entirely narcissistic, interpreting all of life in terms of the pleasure it provides to the self here and now.
In a word, live together in the forgiveness of your sins, for without it no human fellowship, least of all a marriage, can survive. Don't insist on your rights, don't blame each other, don't judge or condemn each other, don't find fault with each other, but accept each other as you are, and forgive each other every day from the bottom of your hearts.
Crucially we haven't been figuring out how to live in oneness, with the Earth & every other living thing; we have just been insanely trying to figure out how to live with each other, billions of each other, only we're not living with each other our crazy selves are living with each other, and perpetuating an epidemic of disconnection.
I may be the girl next door, but you wouldn't want to live next to me.
Live while you live, the epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day; Live while you live the sacred preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies. Lord, in my views let both united be; I live to pleasure when I live to thee.
In America, we eat until we're full, which means we usually go past the point of satiety because satiety actually follows digestion.
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