“...pleasure, of course, is a slippery word.... Our pleasures ultimately belong to us, not to the pleasure's source.”

“the promise of pleasures so alluring that we may devote our lives to their pursuit, and then the haunting realization that these pleasures ultimately do not satisfy.”

“Sorrow, terror, anguish, despair itself are often the chosen expressions of an approximation to the highest good. Our sympathy in tragic fiction depends on this principle; tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain. This is the source also of the melancholy which is inseparable from the sweetest melody. The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.”

“We can’t turn life into a pleasure. But we can choose such pleasures as are worthy of us and our immortal souls.”

“Our pleasures are not material pleasures, but symbols of pleasure – attractively packaged but inferior in content.”

“PAIN was no longer a cause of suffering, but a source of pleasure, Because they were redeeming humanity from its sins. Pain becomes joy, the meaning of life, pleasure..”