Cease, Man, to mourn, to weep, to wail; enjoy thy shining hour of sun; We dance along Death's icy brink, but is the dance less full of fun?
Sir Richard Francis Burton
Transform enjoying into an even and objectless ecstasy; let all thyself be bliss. This is thy goal.
Sri Aurobindo
Let it all go and enjoy the profound gifts found in your quiet places.
Bryant McGill
People who enjoy waving flags don't deserve to have one.
Banksy
The Chinese enjoyed the spectacle of death, Jim had decided, as a way of reminding themselves of how precariously they were alive. They liked to be cruel for the same reason, to remind themselves of the vanity of thinking the world was anything else.
James Graham Ballard
Though I bequeath you no estate, I leave you in the enjoyment of liberty.
William Bradford
The secret of joy in work is contained in one word excellence. To know how to do something well is to enjoy it.
Pearl Sydenstricker Buck
It is not true that the English invented cricket as a way of making all other human endeavours look interesting and lively; that was merely an unintended side effect. I don't wish to denigrate a sport that is enjoyed by millions, some of them awake and facing the right way, but it is an odd game.
William Cullen Bryant
When we have passed beyond enjoyings, then we shall have Bliss. Desire was the helper; Desire is the bar.
Sri Aurobindo
Playing Doctor Who came as a great surprise to me. I had no idea that I would enjoy it so much. All that was required of me was to be able to speak complete gobbledygook with conviction.
Tom Baker
People seem to enjoy things more when they know a lot of other people have been left out of the pleasure.
Russell Baker
People often grudge others when they cannot enjoy themselves.
Aesop
Like a lot of painters in this century, you seem to enjoy lifting things out of the world, in this case words or phrases, and then... And then, sung to and Simonized, theyre thrown into the mesh.
Donald Barthelme
I enjoy doing layoutproblems of design. I could very cheerfully be a typographer.
Donald Barthelme
How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few!
William Blake