There is only one thing that arouses animals more than pleasure, and that is pain. Under torture you are as if under the dominion of those grasses that produce visions. Everything you have heard told, everything you have read returns to your mind, as if you were being transported, not toward heaven, but toward hell. Under torture you say not only what the inquisitor wants, but also what you imagine might please him, because a bond (this, truly, diabolical) is established between you and him…
The truth is that men can have several sorts of pleasure. The true pleasure is the one for which they abandon the other.[Les hommes peuvent avoir plusieurs sortes de plaisirs. Le véritable est celui pour lequel ils quittent l’autre.]
The happiest is he who suffers the least pain; the unhappiest is he who feels the least pleasure.[Le plus heureux est celui qui souffre le moins de peines; le plus misérable est celui qui sent le moins de plaisir.]
Surprises are foolish things. The pleasure is not enhanced, and the inconvenience is often considerable.
Pleasure is Nature’s test, her sign of approval. When we are happy we are always good, but when we are good we are not always happy.
Pleasure being caused by the union of sensation and sentiment, we can say without fear of contradiction that pleasures are a sort of material ideas.