Things which I enjoy immensly:

1. The sound an orchestra makes when all its parts are tuning independently. It's always different and always the same each time you hear it. Somehow it's never obtrusive, which it ought to be when you think about it.

2. The smell of extinguished candles. Much more so than the smell of them burning.

3. This quote by Peter Beagle: " I very much doubt that I'll ever write a proper spy novel, but in a way most of my people are spies, or feel that they are: not government secret agents, but spies without homes, without memories, spies abandoned here with no instructions except to survive, to wing it and to look human. Some of us even manage to become human in the process."

4. Making things.