Is it not of the imagination that the sharpest pleasures arise?
There is a kind of pleasure which comes from sacrilege or the profanation of the objects offered us for worship.
Fear not lest precautions and protective contrivances diminish your pleasure: mystery only adds thereto.
The pleasure of the senses is always regulated in accordance with the imagination. Man can aspire to felicity only by serving all the whims of his imagination.
Sexual pleasure is, I agree, a passion to which all others are subordinate but in which they all unite.