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Tasted Quotes (page 19)

In our heart we know that life loves life. Yet we feast on some of the other life-forms with which we share our planet; we kill to live. Taste is what carries us across that rocky moral terrain, what makes the horror palatable, and the paradox we could not defend by reason melts into a jungle of sweet temptations. Diane Ackerman
In actual fact. The manifold sexualities - those which appear with the different ages (sexualities of the infant or the child), those which become fixated on particular tastes or practices (the sexuality of the invert, the gerontophile, the fetishist), those which, in a diffuse manner, invest relationships (the sexuality of doctor and patient, teacher and student, psychiatrist and mental patient), those which haunt spaces (the sexuality of the home, the school, the prison)- all form the... Michel Foucault
Mephistopheles: Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it. Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of God. And tasted the eternal joys of heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells. In being deprived of everlasting bliss? Christopher Marlowe
Billy tried to imagine the birth of Cyril's wife's baby. It would happen in grim lights violently. A dripping thing trying to clutch to its hole. Dredged up and beaten. Blood and drool and womb mud. How cute, this neon shrieker made to plunge upward, odd-headed blob, this marginal electric glow-thing. Dressed and powdered now. Engineered to abstract design. Cling, suck and cry. Follow with the eye. Gloom and drought of unprotected sleep. Had there been a light in her belly, dim briny light in... Don DeLillo
I can still feel you, Eva. Still taste you. I’ve been hard since you left, through two meetings and one teleconference. You’ve got the advantage, state your demands. Sylvia Day
Rumi quote: "This is what love does and continues to do. It tastes like..."
This is what love does and continues to do. It tastes like honey to adults and milk to children. Rumi
I have no taste for work any longer, I can do nothing more except wait for night.530: Things are bad! Things are very bad: I have it, the filth, the Nausea. Jean-Paul Sartre
Barbara Taylor Bradford quote: "My dear girl, you must cultivate a taste for the finer things...."
My dear girl, you must cultivate a taste for the finer things. Civilized pleasures give meaning to life. Barbara Taylor Bradford
Charlaine Harris quote: "But in my book, it was basically bad taste to stare at..."
But in my book, it was basically bad taste to stare at someone's assets, no matter how much on display they were. Charlaine Harris
She was a triumph over ugliness, so often more beguiling than real beauty, if only because it contains paradox. In this case, as opposed to the scrupulous method of good taste and scientific grooming, the trick had been worked by exaggerating defects; she'd made them ornamental by admitting them boldly. Truman Capote
Ken Jennings quote: "What are those bulb things you're slicing?"You've never seen..."
What are those bulb things you're slicing?"You've never seen fennel? It looks like celery and tastes like licorice. Ken Jennings
Cornelia Funke quote: "Why did death make life taste so much sweeter? Why could the..."
Why did death make life taste so much sweeter? Why could the heart love only what it could also lose? Cornelia Funke
P. G. Wodehouse quote: "There's too much of that..."
There's too much of that where-every-prospect-pleases-and-only-man-is-vile stuff buzzing around for my taste. P. G. Wodehouse
The yearning to know what cannot be known, to comprehend the incomprehensible, to touch and taste the unapproachable, arises from the image of God in the nature of man. Deep calleth unto deep, and though polluted and landlocked by the mighty disaster theologians call the Fall, the soul senses its origin and longs to return to its source. Aiden Wilson Tozer
Patience never wants Wonder to enter the house: because Wonder is a wretched guest. It uses all of you but is not careful with what is most fragile or irreplaceable. If it breaks you, it shrugs and moves on. Without asking, Wonder often brings along dubious friends: doubt, jealousy, greed. Together they take over; rearrange the furniture in every one of your rooms for their own comfort. They speak odd languages but make no attempt to translate for you. They cook strange meals in your... Jonathan Carroll

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