Quotes About Texture

Then we ate even smaller eels alone cooked in oil and as tiny as bean sprouts and curled in all directions and so tender they disappeared in the mouth without chewing.

cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.

A great fig should look like it's just about to burst its skin. When squeezed lightly it should give a little and not spring back. It must be almost unctuously sweet, soft and wet.

I do not like a quiche with wet, undercooked pastry underneath, and that is that.

Blue, green, grey, white, or black; smooth, ruffled, or mountainous; that ocean is not silent.

Replacing white flour with whole wheat generally makes baked goods denser, drier, and more crumbly because the germ and bran in whole wheat absorbs more water.

I think that zinc white has a property of scaling and cracking.

Matte digital prints are gorgeous, don't you agree? But the glossy digital prints, I just can't stand that paper.

Fabric is the most extraordinary thing; it has life. You must respect the fabric.

prepackaged slices or the Supermarket swiss (which has the texture but no where near the flavor, of rubber gloves)

Kai Erikson has suggested that the idea that disasters bring communities together is very often far from true: 'for the most part . . . trauma damages the texture of community' for it often 'forces open whatever fault lines once ran silently through the structure of the larger community'.

When the combined taste, smell, and textural stimuli reach the brain, they remain to be interpreted. Whether the overall sensation will be pleasant, repulsive, or somewhere in between will depend on individual physiological differences, on previous experience ("just like my mother used to make"), and on cultural habituation (haggis, anyone?).

The web, then, or the pattern, a web at once sensuous and logical, an elegant and pregnant texture: that is style, that is the foundation of the art of literature.

He's got a laugh like a machine gun firing through velvet.

As any reader knows, a printed page creates its own reading space, its own physical landscape in which the texture of the paper, the colour of the ink, the view of the whole ensemble acquire in the reader's hands specific meanings that lend tone and context to the words.

I looked down by chance, and went on passionately staring by choice, at my own crossed legs," the writer and philosopher recollected. "Those folds in the trousers ? what a labyrinth of endlessly significant complexity! And the texture of the gray flannel ? how rich, how deeply, mysteriously sumptuous.

C'era una moquette che imitava delle piastrelle di cotto toscano ma dato che era alta quattro centimetri non le riusciva granché bene.

against herself and ran her hands over the sections of the bodice where different textures—leather and fur and feathers—had been woven into the sandy beige garment to give it an earthy look. "I have to confess I asked my grandmother." "How did Maddy know? I'm sure I never

To make a lacy texture of holes and fills, turn around and purl. Pearl is also a kind of colour. Colours are all the colours of the rainbow and the colours between the rainbow colours between. I can never get indigo. Year after year, I wait for indigo, but even when the fashion is navy, you never get indigo, the glow, the long slow glow of indigo in the high night sky.

Cook to a thick paste over slow flame. Cool. Cream sugars and vanilla with butter and shortening. Beat until light and fluffy. Blend in salt. Mix in cooled paste. Beat until fluffy. Blend. Should look like whipped cream.

Buttons, for me, are very sculptural things, and they are so fascinating.

Undercook swordfish, and you get rubber. Overcook it, and you lose the fat and succulence.

The evolutionary fusion of hierarchy and reciprocal altruism accounts for a good part of the average human life. Many, if not most, of our swings in mood, our fateful commitments, our changes of heart about people, institutions, even ideas, are governed by mental organs that this fusion wrought. It has done much to form the texture of everyday existence.

The bark on the tree was just a little softer.