Best 112 quotes in «salt quotes» category

I never understood that if you sweat as much as I used to every night, you drain your body of salts. So I got very, very, seriously ill. I got to the stage where I was almost hospitalized with serious problems.

I really believe that a lawyer - no matter how good - if he or she is really worth their weight in salt, they will lose some cases because, after all, it is not really one of those secretive things that not everything is decided by who your lawyer is.

In Physic, things of melancholic hue and quality are used against melancholy, sour against sour, salt to remove salt humors.

I've been more conscious of my salt intake, sugar intake, making sure I'm not eating as many processed foods.

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

I reckon I tried everything on the old apple, but salt and pepper and chocolate sauce topping.

It doesn't seem to matter what we think...The prince will come up here and look at us as if we're barrels in a trader's wagon. And if I'm salt pork and he doesn't care for salt pork, then there's nothing I can do.

It was necessary to organize my career to remain at the top level until Salt Lake City.

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

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

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.

My gran had always told me that a woman--any woman worth her salt--could do whatever she had to.

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

Mike Dukakis? He's the salt of the earth.

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

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

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

Salt represents the civilized: it requires know-how to get it, and a sophisticated combination of cooking and spoilt, jaded appetites to need it.

Risk is the salt and sugar of life.

Salt. Wound. Together at last.

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

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

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

Speaking in tongues is as normal to me as 'Pass the salt' It's a secret, direct prayer language to God.

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

Sure, you can mix the flour, baking soda, salt, shortening, and the whole nine yards, but why wouldn't you just pull out a box of Bisquick?

The media, is media. You always have to take the media with a grain of salt. You can't believe everything you read.

The biggest problem with Bill Schutz's food is his timidity with herbs and spices and some bizarre primeval fear of salt.

The good and the bad, the sugar and the salt, the kicks and the kisses—what’s come before and what will come after, you and me—

The history of the Americas is one of constant warfare over salt.

The British cook, for her iniquities, is a foolish woman who should be turned into a pillar of salt which she never knows how to use.

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.

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

What is life worth without trials and tribulations which are the salt of life.

Wars are to be won with swords and spears, not with rice and salt.

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

Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him.

Unfortunately this Electric Monk had developed a fault, and had started to believe all kinds of things, more or less at random. It was even beginning to believe things they'd have difficulty believing in Salt Lake City.

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

With any work worth its salt, you have to trust the author enough to take its measure. And if you apply too many preconceptions, you are not taking its measure.

When I played for the Steelers and I got my bell rung, I'd take smelling salts and go right back out there.

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.

You can seek clarity, you can seek warmth, you can try to make something for lasting. You can pack something in salt so that it's well made and you can hope that it outlasts time. But, ultimately that's not up to you.

Wonder is the salt of the earth.

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.

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.

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

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

A wood that smells of the sea.

Be careful with those who speak from two mouths, It’s like eating sugar and salt simultaneously, Their intentions are not genuine, they are impure -Charmaine J Forde