Quotes About Taste

I like Nine Inch Nails, and I like hip-hop.

Old-school hip hop, i.e., whatever was popular when you were nineteen, is great. Everything since then is intolerable.

I don't really like Nirvana that much.

Nirvana was huge, but it didn't appeal to everyone.

In the '90s, it was cool to just like R&B. But I liked Nirvana and stuff, too.

I've never eaten a strawberry in my life. I have no desire to do that.

Music is music - it makes no difference what it is. I can like Slipknot and Public Enemy equally.

I mean, my family liked eating, but I was one of those kids who, you know, I hated fish until I was probably in my early 20s. When I went to college, I had no idea how to cook.

If I tried to make a commercial album, it would be a complete flop. I have no idea what the world at large likes.

I find that I like what I like. I like a strong melody, I like an inventive structure and I have to like the singer's voice or I have no interest in it.

I'm asking. What's the joke?" "Two cannibals were eating a comedian, and one of them turns to the other and asks, 'Does this taste funny to you?

What really matters is what you like, not what you are like

What harm has he ever done to you?' 'You know what harm he's done me. He offended me with his terrible taste.

I'm still not a very good white wine, but I'm drinkable - you could put me in a punch, anyway.

First, what happened to the dreaded Duncan?' To her surprise, Annie found herself stinging a little. 'He wasn't so dreaded. Not by me, anyway.' She had to defend him in order to defend herself. That was why people were so prickly about their partners, even their ex-partners. To admit that Duncan wasn't up to much was to own up publicly to the terrible waste of time, and terrible lapses in judgement and taste.

Ya sé que no debería gustarme esa canción, pero me gusta.

This isn't kissing. This is savoring your taste.

T]hey attribute to men a natural inclination to servitude, Ã¢â'¬Â¦ without thinking that it is the same for freedom as for innocence and virtue—their value is felt only as long as one enjoys them oneself and the taste for them is lost as soon as one has lost them.

My own feeling is that a taste for plain potatoes coincides with cultural antecedents I do not possess, and that in any case, the time for plain potatoes--if there is ever a time for plain potatoes--is never at the beginning of something. It is also, I should add, never at the end of something. Perhaps you can get away with plain potatoes in the middle, although I have never been able to.

I've noticed that almost no one wants some fresh ground black pepper on his salad. Why they even bother asking is a mystery to me.

He had plans all right, he thought as Sarah trotted off. To eat crow.He wasn't sure what it tasted like, but he already knew he wasn't going to enjoy it. He walked around to the office, knocked. He supposed if he'd been wearing a hat,he'd have held it in his hands.

He'd learned quickly enough that when you cooked for a family, everybody was a critic.

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In giving latitude to his individual fantasy, and especially to his ability to synthesise previously separate elements in a way which breaches the existing canon of taste, he initially reduces his chance of finding resonance in the public. [...] In this respect, too, without realizing it, Mozart had inaugurated another shift in the balance of power.