Best 1022 quotes in «taste quotes» category

I vow to you I am as clean as a Cherub. Would you like a taste?

I wanted him to feel what I felt when I was with him: that incredible combination of comfort, decadence, and wonder; the knowledge that, with just a single taste of him, I was addicted.

I wanted to do a set of love songs for Valentine's Day so I went through my old material. I found myself scraping around the edges of good taste.

I wanted to imprint his touch, his taste, even the scent of him so solidly inside me that no one could take them away from me.

I want to see and taste and experience it all, I am curious by nature. I would actually really love to go to New Zealand.

I was once married to a woman who could eat anything and tell you what was in it: the most complicated recipes. Her memory of taste - now that's what I call memory!

I was so afraid of upsetting people, and not being liked for saying something that was not to everyone's taste.

I was sold on flying as soon as I had a taste for it.

I was very nervous about doing the Entertainment Weekly cover, because I thought, "Okay, this is the first taste, this is the first visual moment." By then I obviously knew a lot of the more iconic moments in his comic history, but still it's me. It's not a drawing, it's not an artist; it's me and I'm kinda frightened, but it seemed to go down.

I work under the assumption that, generally speaking, my taste and the taste of the Oscar voters are not one in the same.

I went to a restaurant the other day called 'Taste of the Raj.' The waiter hit me with a stick and got me to build a complicated railway system.

I would define, in brief, the Poetry of words as the Rhythmical Creation of Beauty. Its sole arbiter is taste. With the intellect or with the conscience, it has only collateral relations. Unless incidentally, it has no concern whatever either with duty or with truth.

I would eat my way into perdition to taste you.

I will not hide my tastes or aversions. If you are true, but not in the same truth with me, cleave to your companions; I will seek my own.

I would do violence for one glimpse of your naked breasts. Bleed for one taste of your nipple on my tongue. (Winter Makepeace)

Just as many people flee Hollywood as those who flock to it. Hollywood can be an acquired taste.

I would rather die with the taste of you on my tongue than live and never touch you again.

I wrote a book called The Taste of New Wine because I couldn't find a book that talked about the reality of the situation and how we were dishonest and afraid.

Just as every drop of the ocean carries the taste of the ocean, so does every moment carry the taste of eternity.

I wouldn't have wanted anyone to teach me how to write. That's my own taste. I prefer to stumble on it.

Just how could a nation often be great if it's bread tastes want Kleenex.

Just-poached vegetables show off their natural attributes, and taste fresh and light in a way you never get with roasting or frying.

Know how to choose well. Most of life depends thereon. It needs good taste and correct judgment, for which neither intellect nor study suffices.

Last scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion. I am sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

Know why certain foods, such as truffles, are expensive. It's not because they taste best.

Let's say you have some chicken stock and you're making soup, and out of everything you can taste, some of the things you put in and some of the things you don't. So you start out with an African spice then you hear some Brazilian music, so then it changes. Then you hear Jamaican and it changes again. And the result depends on how much of each spice you put into it. Now, I've been putting in spices since I started playing professionally in 1945.

Learn the rules and then break them in such a way as to exercise good taste.

Let things taste the way they are.

Let us accept the invitation, ever-open, from the Stillness, taste its exquisite sweetness, and heed its silent instruction.

Let things taste of what they are.

Let us dismiss, as irrelevant to the poem per se, the circumstance ... which, in the first place, gave rise to the intention of composing a poem that should suit at once the popular and the critical taste.

Let us prove to the world that good taste, good art, and good writing can be good selling.

Love has both its gall and honey in abundance: it has sweetness to the taste, but it presents bitterness also to satiety.

Look, but don't touch. Touch, but don't taste. Taste, but don't swallow.

Love is a taste of paradise.

Making good records tastes good in your mouh. And when that record sells, it tastes even better.

Love: It is like a cigar. If it goes out, you can light it again but it never tastes quite the same.

Lovers and mystics are familiar with this sense of grandeur, this taste of joy - in abandoning oneself to the will of others.

Many women have asked me if it is possible to have a well-built complete wardrobe on a limited budget. "Money," I tell them, "is no guarantee of taste and the fitness of things, and an overstuffed closet is often as bare as a skeleton when it comes to wearable apparel.

Many kids can tell you about drugs but do not know what celery or courgettes taste like.

Maybe being oneself is an acquired taste. For a writer it's a big deal to bow--or kneel or get knocked down--to the fact that you are going to write your own books and not somebody else's. Not even those books of the somebody else you thought it was your express business to spruce yourself up to be.

Maybe being oneself is always an acquired taste.

Men, generally going with the stream, seldom judge for themselves, and purity of taste is almost as rare as talent.

Men lose their tempers in defending their taste.

Menswear is about subtlety. It's about good style and good taste.

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

Mmm, tastes like hepatitis!

Money does not make you look expensive, it’s taste.

[Michael Hastings] has composed a dirge to incompatibility, which, because it raises expectations only to defeat them, leaves a taste of exhumed ashes.

Most rappers taste level ain't at my waist level. Turn up the bass 'til it's up in your face level.