Quotes About Taste

Sometimes I want to suck on a beautiful word. To lick it clean.

And that obsession was only a shadow of the first one. Lately I wonder if it all goes back to the way you begin, and after that you love in that way, or go sleepwalking after something that evokes the luxury, fatality, sorrow, whatever the strong taste was, of that first one.

Popularity is not an indication of quality.

Style of the future is the convergence of function and fashion.

Anu is an acquired taste," I say lightly. Laronda widens her eyes and rolls them. "Sweet lord, yes! Roadkill with horseradish!

Gordie reaches over and picks up my glass and takes a swig. "Hey!" he says. "Yummy!" "See?" I tell Gracie. But she continues to grimace. "You do realize that Gee Three liking something is empirically meaningless? He's a pig." At that, Logan, who sits next to me, starts to laugh.

There was no relationship between a wedding dress and fashion. There was no good taste, either. I realized that I could make an impression in terms of changing and readdressing the whole industry of bridal.

My mouth tasted like some creature had laid eggs in there and then the eggs had hatched and all the baby creatures had taken their first craps on my tongue.

The way grief takes many forms, as tears or pinwheels. The way the word haystack never conjures up the same image twice. The way we assume all tears taste the same. The way our sadness is plural, but grief is singular.

Beauty is whatever anyone thinks is beautiful.

Dessert without cheese is like a beauty with only one eye

Beauty should be edible, or not at all.

The goddess of beauty is the goddess Kitsch.

My big thing is to make sure the lipsticks taste good when you kiss. And, well, so far they taste pretty darn good.

There have been many definitions of beauty in art. What is it? Beauty is what the untrained eyes consider abominable.

If you speak of beauty, you are at once suspected of...kitsch.

Kitsch is: a species of beauty, which, as it is florid and superficial, pleases at first; but soon palls upon the taste, and is rejected with disdain, at least rated at much lower value.

When we speak of beauty, we're speaking of something we're more or less indifferent to.

Look not thou on beauty's charming; Sit thou still when kings are arming; Taste not when the wine-cup glistens; Speak not when the people listens

It's pretty hard to make out what's going to be a commercial success and what's not.

Beautiful things, when taste is formed, are obviously and unaccountably beautiful.

Those who think that in order to dress well it is necessary to dress extravagantly or grandly, make a great mistake. Nothing so well becomes true feminine beauty as simplicity.

What's amazing is that the taste of American men and international tastes in terms of beauty have essentially stayed the same. Styles change, but our view of beauty stays the same.

The first pressure of sorrow crushes out from our hearts the best wine; afterwards the constant weight of it brings forth bitterness, the taste and stain from the lees of the vat.