When the shriveled skin of the ordinary is stuffed out with meaning, it satisfies the senses amazingly.

Life is a progress from want to want, not from enjoyment to enjoyment.

The first lesson of economics is scarcity: there is never enough of anything to fully satisfy all those who want it. The first lesson of politics is to disregard the first lesson of economics.

However happy people say they are, nobody is satisfied: we always have to be with the prettiest woman, buy a bigger house, change cars, desire what we do not have.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived.

Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.

We are all pleased when our names are pronounced and spelled correctly.

The pleasure of work is open to anyone who can develop some specialised skill, provided that he can get satisfaction from the exercise of his skill without demanding universal applause.

All knowledge or form conception is evoked through the medium of the eye, either in response to disturbances directly received on the retina or to their fainter secondary effects and reverberations. Other sense organs can only call forth feelings which have no reality of existence and of which no conception can be formed.

All credibility, all good conscience, all evidence of truth come only from the senses.

And although our bodies are bounded with skin, and we can differentiate between outside and inside, they cannot exist except in a certain kind of natural environment.

As for doing good; that is one of the professions which is full. Moreover I have tried it fairly and, strange as it may seem, am satisfied that it does not agree with my constitution.

Disciplining yourself to do what you know is right and important, although difficult, is the highroad to pride, self-esteem, and personal satisfaction.

Living big and joyful and content is almost always the result of our finding satisfaction in life’s ordinary day-to-day pleasures. And God must be fond of them, too, for He made so many of them for us to enjoy.

Enjoy the satisfaction that comes from doing little things well.

On the summit of Everest, I had a feeling of great satisfaction to be first there.

If you’re really satisfied with your position on something, you just say, ‚Hey;‘ you just very calmly present something.

Death is a release from the impressions of the senses, and from desires that make us their puppets, and from the vagaries of the mind, and from the hard service of the flesh.

It is the fight alone that pleases us, not the victory.

Big stuff and little: learning how to order breakfast in a country where I don’t speak the language and haven’t been before – that’s really satisfying to me. I like that.

Life is essentially a cheat and its conditions are those of defeat; the redeeming things are not happiness and pleasure but the deeper satisfactions that come out of struggle.

Literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disenfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourses of my book friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness.

Success is not greedy, as people think, but insignificant. That is why it satisfies nobody.

I have the habit of attention to such excess, that my senses get no rest – but suffer from a constant strain.

I’m not looking to get away from anything. I like what I’ve done. I like what I get to do and I enjoy working with my friends. I loved those movies, but this is incredible.

Too often in life, something happens and we blame other people for us not being happy or satisfied or fulfilled. So the point is, we all have choices, and we make the choice to accept people or situations or to not accept situations.

I’m interested in that drive, that rush to judgment, that is so prevalent in our society. We all know that pleasurable rush that comes from condemning, and in the short term it’s quite a satisfying thing to do, isn’t it?

It is indeed a matter of great difficulty to discover, and effectually to distinguish, the true motions of particular bodies from the apparent because the parts of that immovable space, in which those motions are performed, do by no means come under the observation of our senses.

He who is contented is rich.

There is more difference in the quality of our pleasures than in the amount.

A man’s delight in looking forward to and hoping for some particular satisfaction is a part of the pleasure flowing out of it, enjoyed in advance. But this is afterward deducted, for the more we look forward to anything the less we enjoy it when it comes.

A wise man is cured of ambition by ambition itself; his aim is so exalted that riches, office, fortune and favour cannot satisfy him.

I think most artists would be happy to have bigger audiences rather than smaller ones. It doesn’t mean that they are going to change their work in order necessarily to get it, but they’re happy if they do get it.

The wise man should restrain his senses like the crane and accomplish his purpose with due knowledge of his place, time and ability.

We think that the world is a solid, vivid place, full of shape and colour and solid objects like this table and this microphone and so on, but we actually create that in our heads out of the bits of information that hit the back of our eyeballs or hit our eardrums or hit our tongues or whatever.

Not necessity, not desire – no, the love of power is the demon of men. Let them have everything – health, food, a place to live, entertainment – they are and remain unhappy and low-spirited: for the demon waits and waits and will be satisfied.

People love chopping wood. In this activity one immediately sees results.

Value is what you get.

You have to see and smell and feel the circumstances of people to really understand them.

The strong man is the one who is able to intercept at will the communication between the senses and the mind.

To give real service you must add something which cannot be bought or measured with money, and that is sincerity and integrity.

All our knowledge begins with the senses, proceeds then to the understanding, and ends with reason. There is nothing higher than reason.

Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.

The struggle alone pleases us, not the victory.

Understanding science and pushing the boundaries of science is what makes me immensely satisfied.

The senses are of the earth, the reason stands apart from them in contemplation.

Satisfaction lies in the effort, not in the attainment, full effort is full victory.

In everything, satiety closely follows the greatest pleasures.

Success is only meaningful and enjoyable if it feels like your own.

Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.

A man is relieved and gay when he has put his heart into his work and done his best; but what he has said or done otherwise shall give him no peace.

I feel that I’ve done what I wanted to do, and that makes me feel fairly content.

The most satisfying thing in life is to have been able to give a large part of one’s self to others.

There are four Powers: memory and intellect, desire and covetousness. The two first are mental and the others sensual. The three senses: sight, hearing and smell cannot well be prevented; touch and taste not at all.

It seems like a lot of people seek their peace in things. And most of us are not even satisfied with the things we have… we always want more.

For greed all nature is too little.

Better the rudest work that tells a story or records a fact, than the richest without meaning.

I believe God’s keeping the records, and I believe you will be rewarded even in this life. Somehow, some way, God will make it up to you. It may be He protected you from an accident you never knew. You can’t give God something without God giving you more in return, whether it’s peace or joy or satisfaction.

When you are discontent, you always want more, more, more. Your desire can never be satisfied. But when you practice contentment, you can say to yourself, ‚Oh yes – I already have everything that I really need.‘

I write in order to attain that feeling of tension relieved and function achieved which a cow enjoys on giving milk.

Common Sense is that which judges the things given to it by other senses.