“Make the upcoming hour overflow with joy, and let pleasure drown the brim.”

“On with the dance! let joy be unconfin'd;No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meetTo chase the Glowing Hours with Flying feet.”

“Joy is the goal of existence, and joy is not to be stumbled upon, but to be achieved, and the act of treason is to let its vision drown in the swamp of the moment's torture.”

“Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.”

“Anyone who is in love is making love the whole time, even when they're not. When two bodies meet, it is just the cup overflowing. They can stay together for hours, even days. They begin the dance one day and finish it the next, or--such is the pleasure they experience--they may never finish it. No eleven minutes for them.”

“Therefore make money. A pox of drowning thyself! 'Tis clean out of the way. Seek thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy than to be drowned and go without her.”