But pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flower

Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed.

— Robert Burns

But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, it's bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white,…

— Robert Burns

“Pleasures are like poppies spread You seize the flower its bloom is shed Or like the snow falls in the river A moment white,…

— Robbie Burns

Pleasures don't last like the snow falls in the river, a moment white - then melts for ever.

— Minette Walters

Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever . . .

— Robert Burns

“Language is like poppies. It just takes something to churn the earth round them up, and when it does up come the sleeping words,…

— Ali Smith

“Language is like poppies. It just takes something to churn the earth round them up, and when it does up come the sleeping words,…

— Ali Smith

“She chose her colors carefully. She dressed slowly, she adjusted her petals one by one. She did not wish to present herself all rumpled…

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

We must always skim over pleasures. They are like marshy lands that we must travel nimbly, hardly daring to put down our feet.

— Bernard le Bovier de Fontenelle

Pleasures are like photographs: in the presence of the person we love, we take only negatives, which we develop later, at home, when we…

— Marcel Proust

There are few pleasures like really burrowing one's nose into sweet peas.

— Angela Thirkell

My last refuge, my books: simple pleasures, like finding wild onions by the side of a road, or requited love.

— Tracy Letts

Samsaric pleasures are like salt water, the more we indulge, the more we crave.

— Geshe Sonam

It is often a mistake to combine two pleasures, because pleasures, like pains, can act as counter-irri-tants to each other.

— Gilbert K. Chesterton

I don't believe in guilty pleasures. If I like it, I don't feel guilty about it

— Darren Criss