Quotes About Taste

El gusto no se deshonra con lo que le plazca o deteste, sino con lo que erróneamente equipare.

Good taste that has been learned ends up being of worse taste than spontaneous bad taste.

A fop sometimes gives important advice.

Every age has its pleasures, its style of wit, and its own ways.

The success of many books is due to the affinity between the mediocrity of the author's ideas and those of the public.

Great food needed more than chefs; it needed gourmet diners.

Almost anything is edible with a dab of French mustard on it.

It is the deep, salty stickiness of food that intrigues me more than any other quality.

A brush of green olive paste is worth pursuing.

Every one to his taste, one man loves the priest and another the priest's wife, as the proverb says.

I tell you straight that I would not eat such nastiness, even had I made it myself. Sugar a frog as much as you like, but never shall it pass MY lips. Nor would I swallow an oyster, for I know only too well what an oyster may resemble. But have some mutton, friend Chichikov. It is shoulder of mutton, and very different stuff from the mutton which they cook in noble kitchens — mutton which has been kicking about the market-place four days or more.

Mozart experienced the fundamental ambivalence of the bourgeois artist in court society, which can be summed up by the following dichotomy: identification with the court nobility and its taste; resentment of his humiliation by it.

Food that's good for you should taste good!

I'll do you a show, Howards, you'll never believe. I'll chop you to pieces, and be alive and immortal when you're nothing but a lingering bad taste in a hundred million mouths, fried to a crisp in the electric chair, you Frankenstein axe-murderer you!

Honest critics are continually finding blind spots in their taste: they discover the possibility of recognizing a valid form of poetic experience without being able to realize it for themselves.

Wer Schmetterlinge lachen hört, der weiß wie Wolken schmecken.

It was literally the best food she had tasted in two hundred and fifty years.

This coffee tastes like mud! Well, it was ground this morning.

Winter mornings are made of steel; they have a metallic taste and sharp edges. On a Wednesday in January, at seven in the morning, it's plain to see that the world was not made for Man, and definitely not for his comfort or pleasure.

Additional senses will appear: the feeling of lack, the taste of absence, the ability for particular precognition. Knowing what won't happen. Being able to smell what doesn't exist.

Winter mornings are made of steel; they have a metallic taste and sharp edges.

One evening, when Stephen started to read out loud to her from one of his favorite authors, in an attempt to lure her inside the books, she told him good-naturedly, for goodness' sake not to spout any more of that dead, old-fashioned, high-brow stuff to her. It gave her the fidgets.

In order to know whether a human being is young or old, offer it food of different kinds at short intervals. If young, it will eat anything at any hour of the day or night.

It is perfectly easy to be original by violating the laws of decency and the canons of good taste.