As I've mentioned, I love words. I generally love them most when they're put together with skill and grace, but sometimes I love a single word on its own, too. Here are some of my favorites.

Ecstatic
Simply saying the word "ecstatic" conjures the state of mind it describes. The lingual dexterity involved in linking c-s-t is practically sinful. And to open the word with an open "e", building up to the emphasis in the second syllable, ending on the firm "tic"... this is an extremely well constructed word with a fabulous taste. Combine this with the extremely positive state it describes, and you may have one of the top ten words to be found in the English language.

Cunt
I've had some trouble with the word "cunt". Traditionally, I think women tend to dislike this word because it's "dirty". I decided a couple of years ago that I fundamentally disagree with the concept of words describing body parts having any kind of moral disapproval. Therefore, I've been working to appreciate the word cunt as an empowering term appreciative of womanhood. Additionally, it's a very satisfying, solid word to say. Succinct and rooted.

Windfall
Mostly, I like this word because of what it describes. It's fun to say, too, but the key here is in the imagery. Originally, it described fruit fallen from trees, often after the harvest, and I love the image of walking through an orchard to find a windfall apple, unexpected and sweet.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
My primary pleasure from this word is extreme smugness that I was able to incorporate it into my high school valedictory address. I invited all of my classmates to give me words they liked and I would try to use each one, at which point the person who gave me the word would stand up. Julie Genzer, who was something of an academic rival, gave me this one, and I managed to fit it in there quite nicely.

Slick
This is another word that sounds, to me, like what it describes. "Slick" is a slick word, which slips off the tongue like a greased ball-bearing. Or something. It's yummy, juicy like a peach.

Frolic
Frolic! The very word makes me think of scoonching through crunchy autumn leaves in the playground in autumn, or splashing through mud puddles, or spinning around in joyful circles. This is a happy word, and it cannot be said without the implicit exclamation point for emphasis.

Voluptuous
Now here is a tasty word. The second syllable leaps off the tongue, pulling the rest of the word along with it. The velvety "v" at the beginning lulls you into a sense of softness, which is interrupted by the sharp "pt" in the middle. The word closes with a sibilant "s", finishing off nicely like a glass of port after a meal.