Quotes About Taste

I hate beer," she moaned. "If you drink enough of it, you won't care about the taste," he assured her. She gave the can a dubious stare, shrugged, closed her eyes, held her breath and drank heavily. "Yuck!" she said. "Keep going.

If you were able to hear lime juice, it would sound like violins.

Granny always made Polly think of biscuits. She had a dry, shortbread sort of way to her, with a hidden taste that came out afterwards. Her kitchen had a biscuit smell to it, a nutty, butter smell like no other kitchen. (p. 9)

Taste is what carries us across that rocky moral terrain, what makes the horror palatable, and the paradox we could not defend by reason melts into a jungle of sweet temptations.

Weightlessness makes astronauts lose taste and smell in space. In the absence of gravity, molecules cannot be volatile, so few of them get into our noses deeply enough to register as odors. This is a problem for nutritionists designing space food.

Unless the schools provide our children with a vision of human possibility that enlightens and empowers them with knowledge and taste, they will simply play their role in someone else's marketing schemes. Unless they understand deeply the sources of our democracy, they will take it for granted and fail to exercise their rights and responsibilities.

Le alcanzó al lado de los fogones, donde estaba probando el relleno de carne y diciéndole a la chica que lo que estaba haciendo que tenía demasiadas especies. -¡Pero está bueno!- protestó la chica. -Puede-dijo el señor Baker-, pero hay un mundo de diferencia entre algo bueno y algo perfecto, Lorna.[...]

The pleasure of sitting down to a good meal is not limited to just eating what's set in front of you. It can also be about the sensations or memories associated with it.

Before pop art, there was such a thing as bad taste. Now there's kitsch, schlock, camp, and porn.

I've bought these peanuts before. They're round, cubical, pock-marked, seamed. Broken peanuts. A lot of dust at the bottom of the jar. But they taste good. Most of all I like the packages themselves. You were right, Jack. This is the last avant-garde. Bold new forms. The power to shock.

How language is webbed in the senses. Out of sand-blazed brilliance into quirky minds such as his, into touch, taste and fragrance. He thought he'd linger just a bit longer, let the bath take total hold, ease and alleviate, before he put on clothes and entered the complex boxes where people do their living. Nothing fits the body so well as water.

to hell with anything unrefined has always been my motto

Applause is a quick fix. And love is an acquired taste. Sincerely, Donald Miller

A man without a sense of fashion is a man without a soul.

I hate Gucci,' said Francis. 'Do you?' said Henry, glancing up from his reverie. 'Really? I think it's rather grand.' 'Come on, Henry.' 'Well, it's so expensive, but it's so ugly too, isn't it? I think they make it ugly on purpose. And yet people buy it out of sheer perversity.' 'I don't see what you think is grand about that.' 'Anything is grand if it's done on a large enough scale,' said Henry.

I hate Gucci," said Francis. "Do you?" said Henry, glancing up from his reverie. "Really? I think it's rather grand." "Come on, Henry." "Well, it's so expensive, but it's so ugly too, isn't it? I think they make it ugly on purpose. And yet people buy it out of sheer perversity.

I know a place that serves great falafel." "Falafel?" "No, I don't feel awful." Herb grinned. "I feel pretty good.

I'm guessing GoLYTELY isn't a taste sensation." "They claim it's chocolate-flavored. More like chalk-flavored. I'd rather drink a gallon of paint.

The next evening, Fields, his pride hurt, dumped two big splashes of bourbon over the ice and served it to Mrs. Truman. She tasted the drink. Then she beamed. "Now that's the way we like our old-fashioneds!

But one can acquire a taste for love as for loneliness or ugliness as for saintliness. Each a special way of going down.

ingredient - salt. With this in mind, goats

If you put a spoonful of salt in a cup of water it taste very salty. If you put a spoonful of salt in a lake of fresh water the taste is still pure and clear. Peace comes when our hearts are open like the sky, vast as the ocean.

HOUSTON, TEXAS, IS A CULTURE DISH of urban sprawl, a baffling and stultifying and astonishing congeries of good taste, bad taste and no taste scattered across five hundred square miles of flat Gulf coastal plains.

He ate one of my bras." "Ah. I see. Which one?" "An underwire," she mumbled. "The black lacey one from Victoria's Secret?" She folded her arms. "That would be the one." Well, no one could fault the dog's taste, Gid thought. That stingy bit of lace had always looked plenty appetizing to him, too. He forced his mind back to the matter at hand.