Quotes About Taste

I have encouraged my kids to eat well from day one. I add flavor - herbs and spices - to everything because I don't want them getting used to starchy, bland food.

Jerry Bruckheimer says that he makes films that he would want to see, and it seems that that coincides with what a lot of people want to see.

Yeah, well, asparagus is good for me, but it still makes me want to throw up.

The Kitsch consumer wants to be enchanted.

What I love about the Internet and what I try to do on the issues is insist upon the ability to have bad taste if one wants.

Kids won't watch older movies - they want to see what's hip right now.

I picked and co-wrote the songs that if I was a guy who would be spending my hard-earned money buying an album I would want to hear.

I love contemporary art, although I wouldn't want a pickled shark in my house.

Nobody can pretend to know what people want to read or hear or see. People rarely know it themselves; they only know it after the fact.

I love to cook, it's one of my most favorite things in the world. That's why I stopped being a vegetarian - I didn't want to serve people things I hadn't tasted myself.

I've decided to hire a 'food taster', not because I think anyone is trying to kill me, but because I want to make sure it's not to salty.

But,' she continued, 'the goddess is too strong. Her will too absolute. The poison that is indifference …and I well know that taste, L'oric. Ask any orphan, no matter how old they are now, and they will tell you the same. We all sucked at that same bitter tit.

I think I understand. Before there can be disdain, there must be pride. One day I will find something to be proud of, and then I will find this taste of disdain, and see if it suits me. Should I not think this, being my father's son? And yet, I do not. Pride needs no claws, no scaled armour about itself. Not every virtue must be a weapon. These thoughts are my own. I will not crush them.

On that occasion Halston told the Times that 'fashion is never made by designers. Fashion is made by fashionable people. If Mrs. William Paley wears my hat, it becomes fashion. If it hangs in the stockroom, it's nothing.

I think the pop chart today is entirely market-driven. And it has nothing to do with public taste. And it has nothing to do with moving music forward. It's simply a market chart.

I hate most of what constitutes rock music, which is basically middle-aged crap.

The tasted keep their secrets.

For a while, I relaxed among the greenery, digesting my refreshment, rolling my tongue around my mouth to catch the last sweet nuances of Vee's flavour.

Blood, flesh: what were these? Coarse, brutish victuals, the things that dogs ate. With his more refined palate, Peveral Othman could imbibe a more subtle substance.

A corrupt sweetness lined the back of his throat, a taste of nightmare.

A residue of last night's ritual still shimmered around him; he could taste the history of the water as he drank it. Over the rim of the glass, he inspected the Grigori around the table. Beautiful men, like models or actors, but whose eyes burned with cold fire. They are angels, Daniel thought. This is a host of angels.

Othman reflected, as he undid his belt to his leather trousers that it was so easy to manipulate them once they had the first taste.

Ays shrugged and threw back his head to lower the hela frond into his open mouth. It tasted yeasty and salty upon his tongue and swiftly extended tender fingers of manipulation into his mind.

Tappish celebrations were laid-back affairs in comparison, loose and carefree, devoid of tension, but it was the tension that made the heart sing, that kindled the feverish need to experience and taste, until the tongue was numb.