Our Sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our Senses. It fills the Mind with the largest Variety of Ideas, converse...s with its Objects at the greatest Distance, and continues the longest in Action without being tired or satiated with its proper Enjoyments. The Sense of Feeling can indeed give us a Notion of Extension, Shape, and all other Ideas that enter at the Eye, except Colours; but at the same time it is very much straightened and confined in its Operations, to the Number, Bulk, and Distance of its particular Objects. Our Sight seems designed to supply all these Defects, and may be considered as a more delicate and diffusive kind of Touch, that spreads its self over an infinite Multitude of Bodies, comprehends the largest Figures, and brings into our reach some of the most remote Parts of the Universe.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Happy Insect, happy Thou, Dost neither Age, nor Winter know....
But when thou'st drunk, and danc'd, and sung Thy fill, the flowry Leaves among, (Voluptuous, and Wise withal, Epicurean Animal!) Satiated with thy Summer Feast, Thou retir'st to endless Rest.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Cities force growth and make men talkative and entertaining, but they make them artificial. What possesses interest for us is the ...natural of each, his constitutional excellence. This is forever a surprise, engaging and lovely; we cannot be satiated with knowing it, and about it; and it is this which the conversation with Nature cherishes and guards.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
No one who has seen a baby sinking back satiated from the breast and falling asleep with flushed cheeks and a blissful smile can e...scape the reflection that this picture persists as a prototype of the expression of sexual satisfaction in later life.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Who has not imagined to himself a country inn, where the traveler shall really feel in, and at home, and at his public house, who ...was before at his private house?--whose host is indeed a host, and a lord of the land, a self-appointed brother of his race; called to his place, beside, by all the winds of heaven and his good genius, as truly as the preacher is called to preach; a man of such universal sympathies, and so broad and genial a human nature, that he would fain sacrifice the tender but narrow ties of private friendship to a broad, sun-shiny, fair-weather-and- foul friendship for his race; who loves men, not as a philosopher, with philanthropy, nor as an overseer of the poor, with charity, but by a necessity of his nature, as he loves dogs and horses; and standing at his open door from morning till night would fain see more and more of them come along the highway, and is never satiated. To him the sun and moon are but travelers, the one by day and the other by night; and they too patronize his house.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The New Women! I could barely recognise them as being of the same sex as myself, their buttocks arrogant in tight jeans, openly in...viting, breasts falling free and shameless and feeling no apparent obligation to smile, look pleasant or keep their voices low. And how they live! Just look at them to know how! If a man doesn't bring them to orgasm, they look for another who does. If by mistake they fall pregnant, they abort by vacuum aspiration. If they don't like the food, they push the plate away. If the job doesn't suit them, they hand in their notice. They are satiated by everything, hungry for nothing. They are what I wanted to be; they are what I worked for them to be: and now I see them, I hate them.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »