Best 112 of Salt quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 13 Sep

Owen Feltham

Business is the salt of life, which not only gives a grateful smack to it, but dries up those crudities that would offend, preserves from putrefaction and drives off all those blowing flies that would corrupt it.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Florence King

A home without a grandmother is like an egg without salt.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Curt Schilling

When you say you are a gamer and you are a celebrity or a former celebrity there's a grain of salt that everybody takes that with.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Freya Stark

Risk is the salt and sugar of life.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Israelmore Ayivor

Rivers don’t drink their own waters; trees don’t eat their own fruits. The salt seasons the soup in order to have its purpose fulfilled. Live for others!

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mehmet Oz

Avoid buying frozen dinners and processed foods, as they are often overloaded with salt.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Kami Garcia

You end up taking your sugar with your salt and your kicks with your kisses.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Michael Moss

They may have salt, sugar, and fat on their side, but we, ultimately, have the power to make choices. After all, we decide what to buy. We decide how much to eat.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

Salt is truly useful when it is used usefully, so are dexterity, wisdom and understanding!

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mitch Hedberg

I went to a restaurant with my friend, and he said, "Pass the salt." I said, "Screw you! Sit closer to the salt.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Werner Herzog

There's happens to be a volcano in the vicinity and there's some talk about a volcano as well, so that's the title Salt and Fire

By Anonym 15 Sep

Vikrmn

Black and white is salt and pepper of colors, for life tastes bland without them.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Matt Goulding

In theory, toppings can include almost anything, but 95 percent of the ramen you consume in Japan will be topped with chashu, Chinese-style roasted pork. In a perfect world, that means luscious slices of marinated belly or shoulder, carefully basted over a low temperature until the fat has rendered and the meat collapses with a hard stare. Beyond the pork, the only other sure bet in a bowl of ramen is negi, thinly sliced green onion, little islands of allium sting in a sea of richness. Pickled bamboo shoots (menma), sheets of nori, bean sprouts, fish cake, raw garlic, and soy-soaked eggs are common constituents, but of course there is a whole world of outlier ingredients that make it into more esoteric bowls, which we'll get into later. While shape and size will vary depending on region and style, ramen noodles all share one thing in common: alkaline salts. Called kansui in Japanese, alkaline salts are what give the noodles a yellow tint and allow them to stand up to the blistering heat of the soup without degrading into a gummy mass. In fact, in the sprawling ecosystem of noodle soups, it may be the alkaline noodle alone that unites the ramen universe: "If it doesn't have kansui, it's not ramen," Kamimura says. Noodles and toppings are paramount in the ramen formula, but the broth is undoubtedly the soul of the bowl, there to unite the disparate tastes and textures at work in the dish. This is where a ramen chef makes his name. Broth can be made from an encyclopedia of flora and fauna: chicken, pork, fish, mushrooms, root vegetables, herbs, spices. Ramen broth isn't about nuance; it's about impact, which is why making most soup involves high heat, long cooking times, and giant heaps of chicken bones, pork bones, or both. Tare is the flavor base that anchors each bowl, that special potion- usually just an ounce or two of concentrated liquid- that bends ramen into one camp or another. In Sapporo, tare is made with miso. In Tokyo, soy sauce takes the lead. At enterprising ramen joints, you'll find tare made with up to two dozen ingredients, an apothecary's stash of dried fish and fungus and esoteric add-ons. The objective of tare is essentially the core objective of Japanese food itself: to pack as much umami as possible into every bite.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jenny Nelson

Do you guys have any questions?" she asked after they popped their first tastes. "Is there butter in this branzino al sala?" asked a ruddy-cheeked guy who was the latest addition to the team, his mouth full of fish. "First, 'sala' is a room. It's 'sale'- as in 'salt.' But only tell people that if they specifically ask, otherwise they'll assume it's too salty. And tell them the salt, which dries into a hard crust that's cracked open at the end, preserves the fish's natural flavors and juices as it cooks so it's moist and tender. And no butter, just olive oil, fresh thyme, chervil, and lemon." "Push this one, guys. We're selling it at thirty-three bucks a pop," Bernard said without looking up from his clipboard. "Really?" Georgia said. "A little high for my taste, but almost worth it." "So, it's rich and flavorful?" the new guy continued hopefully. She shook her head. "Subtle and delicate. Tell them we only serve this when the branzino is really top-notch. Say that and it'll fly.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Josef Albers

As we do not see squares in nature, I thought that it is man-made. But I have corrected myself. Because squares exist in salt crystals, our daily salt.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Munia Khan

Never let the salt of your tears be tasteless in grief.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Hilda Doolittle

I had drawn away into the salt, myself, a shell emptied of life.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Henry James

Adjectives are the sugar of literature and adverbs the salt.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Cecilia Galante

And now that it's reached 1660 degrees, I can salt glaze it." "What's that?" Aiden held up the bowl. "Watch." He pinched a small amount of salt between his fingers and deposited it through a hole at the top of the kiln. There were actually many holes along the rim, tiny rectangular openings, and Aiden moved from one to the next, sprinkling fingerfuls of salt through them. "Salt does amazing things to clay," he said. "The crystals actually explode when they hit the heat, and then turn into a vapor. It's the vapor that transforms the look of the clay." "How?" I asked. "What's it do?" "It makes the clay glossy, and the surface gets this sort of orange-peel texture. But the really cool thing about salt glazing is that no two pieces ever look the same. Each one is completely unique, depending on how much or how little salt you use.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Frederick Buechner

Lust is the craving for salt of a man who is dying of thirst.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Ilana Mercer

Any opinion writer worth his salt would have rejected the quaint notion that certain eternally aggrieved identity groups have exclusive linguistic rights to words in the English language.

By Anonym 15 Sep

M. C. Escher

Wonder is the salt of the earth.

By Anonym 13 Sep

William Shakespeare

Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, Manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season a man

By Anonym 14 Sep

Henry Van Dyke

Modest egotism is the salt of conversation; you do not want too much of it, but if it is altogether omitted, everything tastes flat.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Carlos Fuentes

Retrospectively, I would agree with Luis Bunuel that sex without sin is like an egg without salt.

By Anonym 14 Sep

George Herbert

Of the smells, bread; of the tastes, salt.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Frederick Marryat

Gentle reader, I was born upon the water - not upon the salt and angry ocean, but upon the fresh and rapid-flowing river.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Josephine Winslow Johnson

things that have cost more than they're worth leave a bitter taste. A taste of salt and sweat.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Cassandra Clare

We could take him to the valley of salt," - Amatis Herondale

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamie Oliver

If Obama wanted to make radical changes to America's health long-term, all he has to do is treble the price of sugar and salt.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Terry Tempest Williams

We are taught not to trust our own experiences. Great Salt Lake teaches me experience is all we have.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Harper Lee

Any writer worth his salt writes to please himself.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Bertrand Russell

I went to Salt Lake City and the Mormons tried to convert me, but when I found they forbade tea and tobacco I thought it was no religion for me.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Dylan Thomas

Sleeping as quiet as death, side by wrinkled side, toothless, salt and brown, like two old kippers in a box.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Rose Wilder Lane

A kiss without a mustache is like an egg without salt.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Joey Skaggs

Any journalist worth his or her salt wouldn't trust me.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Irenaeus

For it is not needful, to use a common proverb, that one should drink up the ocean who wishes to learn that its water is salt.

By Anonym 14 Sep

May Sarton

Solitude is the salt of personhood. It brings out the authentic flavor of every experience.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Anthony Liccione

To be the salt, you also need to be the shaker. To shake the world. Shake the truth. Shake the people. Shake the word. Have it sprinkle, melt and preserve humanity.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Davis

And so I sit on the dunes in my carefully mismatched clothes, hour after hour, day after day, frozen in my looking back. 'Do not look behind you...lest you be swept away.' That is what scripture say. Only there is nowhere for me to look but back. No future. No redemption. Like Lot's wife, I am turned to salt, my tired eyes trained on the blue-gray horizon, where sea meets sky, where my yesterday's met my tomorrows, a ragtag eccentric, watching and waiting for something that never comes.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Leonid Andreyev

Bread without love is like grass without salt -- the stomach may be filled, but it leaves a bad taste in the mouth.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Nina George

A wood that smells of the sea.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Bret Anthony Johnston

Like skateboarders, writers live by rejection; like writers, any skater worth his salt must have the single-minded tenacity of a wiener dog.

By Anonym 14 Sep

George Herbert

The best smell is bread; the best saver, salt; the best love, that of children.

By Anonym 14 Sep

John Walter Bratton

Take life with a pinch of salt A shot of tequila and a wedge of lime Do nothing at all But take your time

By Anonym 15 Sep

Israelmore Ayivor

Don't be a pepper on the eyes of people; Rather be the salt on their tongue and make a difference that influences their sense of belonging to the earth.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Rupert Thomson

The plane banked, and he pressed his face against the cold window. The ocean tilted up to meet him, its dark surface studded with points of light that looked like constellations, fallen stars. The tourist sitting next to him asked him what they were. Nathan explained that the bright lights marked the boundaries of the ocean cemeteries. The lights that were fainter were memory buoys. They were the equivalent of tombstones on land: they marked the actual graves. While he was talking he noticed scratch-marks on the water, hundreds of white gashes, and suddenly the captain's voice, crackling over the intercom, interrupted him. The ships they could see on the right side of the aircraft were returning from a rehearsal for the service of remembrance that was held on the ocean every year. Towards the end of the week, in case they hadn't realised, a unique festival was due to take place in Moon Beach. It was known as the Day of the Dead... ...When he was young, it had been one of the days he most looked forward to. Yvonne would come and stay, and she'd always bring a fish with her, a huge fish freshly caught on the ocean, and she'd gut it on the kitchen table. Fish should be eaten, she'd said, because fish were the guardians of the soul, and she was so powerful in her belief that nobody dared to disagree. He remembered how the fish lay gaping on its bed of newspaper, the flesh dark-red and subtly ribbed where it was split in half, and Yvonne with her sleeves rolled back and her wrists dipped in blood that smelt of tin. It was a day that abounded in peculiar traditions. Pass any candy store in the city and there'd be marzipan skulls and sugar fish and little white chocolate bones for 5 cents each. Pass any bakery and you'd see cakes slathered in blue icing, cakes sprinkled with sea-salt.If you made a Day of the Dead cake at home you always hid a coin in it, and the person who found it was supposed to live forever. Once, when she was four, Georgia had swallowed the coin and almost choked. It was still one of her favourite stories about herself. In the afternoon, there'd be costume parties. You dressed up as Lazarus or Frankenstein, or you went as one of your dead relations. Or, if you couldn't think of anything else, you just wore something blue because that was the colour you went when you were buried at the bottom of the ocean. And everywhere there were bowls of candy and slices of special home-made Day of the Dead cake. Nobody's mother ever got it right. You always had to spit it out and shove it down the back of some chair. Later, when it grew dark, a fleet of ships would set sail for the ocean cemeteries, and the remembrance service would be held. Lying awake in his room, he'd imagine the boats rocking the the priest's voice pushed and pulled by the wind. And then, later still, after the boats had gone, the dead would rise from the ocean bed and walk on the water. They gathered the flowers that had been left as offerings, they blew the floating candles out. Smoke that smelt of churches poured from the wicks, drifted over the slowly heaving ocean, hid their feet. It was a night of strange occurrences. It was the night that everyone was Jesus... ...Thousands drove in for the celebrations. All Friday night the streets would be packed with people dressed head to toe in blue. Sometimes they painted their hands and faces too. Sometimes they dyed their hair. That was what you did in Moon Beach. Turned blue once a year. And then, sooner or later, you turned blue forever.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Cyrano De Bergerac

For an Apple is in it self a little Universe; the Seed, hotter than the other parts thereof, is its Sun, which diffuses about it self that natural Heat which preserves its Globe: And in the Onion, the Germ is the little Sun of that little World, which vivifies and nourishes the vegetative Salt of that little mass.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Christian Nestell Bovee

Discretion is the salt, and fancy the sugar of life; the one preserves, the other sweetens it.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Erica Bauermeister

Now, when I'm deciding which ingredients to put together, I like to think about the central element in the dish. What flavors would it want? So I want you to think about crabs. Close your eyes. What comes to mind?" Claire obediently lowered her eyelids, feeling her lashes brush against her skin. She thought of the fine hairs on the sides of a crab's body, the way they moved in the water. She thought of the sharp edges of claws moving their way across the wavy sand bed of the sea, of water so pervasive it was air as well as liquid. "Salt," she said aloud, surprising herself. "Good, now keep going," Lillian prompted. "What might we do to contrast or bring out the flavor?" "Garlic," added Carl, "maybe some red pepper flakes." "And butter," said Chloe, "lots of butter.