A Quote by Umberto Eco

It takes a little time, but the pleasures of cooking begin before the pleasures of the palate, and preparing means anticipating. — © Umberto Eco
It takes a little time, but the pleasures of cooking begin before the pleasures of the palate, and preparing means anticipating.
The proverbial Englishman, we know from old chronicler Froissart, takes his pleasures sadly, and the Englishwoman goes a step further and takes her pleasures in sadness itself.
There is not a little generalship and stratagem required in the managing and marshalling of our pleasures, so that each shall not mutually encroach to the destruction of all. For pleasures are very voracious, too apt to worry one another, and each, like Aaron's serpent, is prone to swallow up the rest. Thus drinking will soon destroy the power, gaming the means, and sensuality the taste, for other pleasures less seductive, but far more salubrious, and permanent as they are pure.
No pleasure is evil in itself; but the means by which certain pleasures are gained bring pains many times greater than the pleasures.
Alcohol carries the pleasures of the palate to their highest degree.
Whichever way we look the prospect is disagreeable. Behind, we have left pleasures we shall never enjoy, and therefore regret; and before, we see pleasures which we languish to possess, and are consequently uneasy till we possess them.
There is a line that I always loved from Lucretius. He said, "The sublime is the art of exchanging easier for more difficult pleasures." The presumption of that formulation is that the more difficult pleasures are actually better than the easier pleasures. That is why one makes the exchange.
Cooking, decorating, diet/self-help and gardening books are guilty pleasures and useful time fillers.
The pleasures of the palate deal with us like Egyptian thieves who strangle those whom they embrace.
The youth who follows his appetites too soon seizes the cup, before it has received its best ingredients, and by anticipating his pleasures, robs the remaining parts of life of their share, so that his eagerness only produces manhood of imbecility and an age of pain.
In life there are two things which are dependable. The pleasures of the flesh and the pleasures of literature.
Mistake not. Those pleasures are not pleasures that trouble the quiet and tranquillity of thy life.
Work, especially if you're lucky in what you do, is one of the great pleasures of life, but - like all pleasures - it can become selfish.
I once heard that Quentin Tarantino, who I obviously love and think is a genius, says that there's no such thing as guilty pleasure, there's only pleasures. And I do love that idea, because I do think that there's a pretentiousness when people make a list of their favorite things. I like to live a life where I don't think of my pleasures as guilty pleasures.
Old age has its pleasures, which, though different, are not less than the pleasures of youth.
Our pleasures are not material pleasures, but symbols of pleasure – attractively packaged but inferior in content.
The consciousness of the falsity of present pleasures, and the ignorance of the vanity of absent pleasures, cause inconstancy.
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