I took pleasure when I could. I acted clearly and morally and without regret. I'm very lucky.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I don't feel guilty in having pleasure!
I enjoyed sex and indulged in it when I fancied the men.
Pleasure usually takes the form of me and now; joy is us and always.
I do get pleasure from very inconsequential things, like shopping for clothes.
I find pleasure in things that are simple.
I'd never had so much pleasure with another human being.
If I practised sex, out of moral conviction, that was one thing; but to enjoy it... seemed a defeat.
I don't believe in the term 'guilty pleasure,' because it implies I should feel ashamed for liking something. A real guilty pleasure would be, I don't know, taking gratification in some stranger's ghastly death or something - which I guess I do enjoy, because I read a ton of true crime.
Pleasure is nothing else but the intermission of pain.
There is no such thing as pure pleasure; some anxiety always goes with it.