“Polly Jean, I love you. I love the texture of your skin, the taste of your saliva, the softness of your ears. I love every inch and every part of your entire body. From your toes and the beautifully curved arches of your feet, to the exceptional shade and warmth of your dark hair. I need you in my life, I hope you need me too.” NeedsBodyDarkFeetLove YouHairTasteSkinsEarsWarmthShadeInchesToesExceptionalNeed YouTextureSoftnessArchesI Need YouDark HairSaliva Author:Nick Cave
“You who are dead ... tonight you will disport yourselves for my pleasure. Food and wine will pass between your dead lips, though you will not taste it. Your dead stomachs will hold it within you, while your dead feet take the measure of a dance. Your dead mouths will speak words that will have no meaning to you, and you will embrace one another without pleasure. You will sing for me if I wish it. You will lie down again when I will it.... Let the revelry begin.” IfsLyingSpeakWishPleasureFeetTasteMouthsWineEmbraceLipsTonightWithin YouFood And WineRevelry Author:Roger Zelazny
“We got email today from an LGF reader who was browsing the Lexis research system and discovered that anti-American, anti-capitalist icon Noam Chomsky has embarrassingly capitalist tastes; among other expensive property he owns a 36,155 square foot home near Cambridge, a 13,503 square foot vacation home, and four boats. And we won't even mention the cars. Teaching kids to hate their own country seems to pay quite well.” WellsCountryHomeSeemsKidsTodayHatePayFourFeetTeachingCarReaderTasteResearchPropertyBoatExpensiveSquaresVacationCapitalistEmailIconsCambridgeAnti-americanTeaching KidsBrowsing Author:Charles Foster Johnson
“True taste is forever growing, learning, reading, worshipping, laying its hand upon its mouth because it is astonished, casting its shoes from off its feet because it finds all ground holy.” HandsReadingForeverGrowingFeetHolyTasteMouthsShoesCasting Book:Of ideas of beauty Source: Of ideas of beauty
“Who bides his time tastes the sweet Of honey in the saltiest tear; And though he fares with slowest feet Joy runs to meet him drawing near.” RunningJoyDifficultFeetTearsSweetTasteDrawingHoneyDifficult Days Author:James Whitcomb Riley
“Poetical taste is the only magician whose wand is not broken. No hand, except its own, can dissolve the fabric of beauty in which it dwells. Genii, unknown to Arabian fable, wait at the portal. Whatever is most precious from the loom or the mine of fancy is poured at its feet. Love, purified by contemplation, visits and cheers it; unseen musicians are heard in the dark; it is Psyche in the palace of Cupid.” HandsPoetryWaitingDarkHeardFeetMinesBrokenTasteMusicianContemplationFancyCheerFabricUnseenMagicianPalacesFablesWandsPortalCupidArabian Book:Pleasures, Objects, and Advantages of Literature Source: Pleasures, Objects, and Advantages of Literature
“I reveled in the smallness, the coziness of an upstairs bedroom in a traditional American Cape Cod house the half-floor that forces you to duck, to feel small and naive again, ready for anything, dying for love, your body a chimney filled with odd, black smoke. These square, squat, awkward rooms are like a fifty-square-foot paean to teenage-hood, to ripeness, to the first and last taste of youth.” FeelsFirstsBodyLastsHouseForceBlackRoomsHalfFeetDyingLove YouYouthReadyTasteFilledYour BodyTraditionalSmokeOddFiftySquaresDucksAwkwardBedroomTeenageNaiveHoodUpstairsCapesChimneysSmallnessSquatFirsts And LastsCape CodRipeness Author:Gary Shteyngart
“Be humble as the blade of grass that is being trodden underneath the feet. The little ant tastes joyously the sweetness of honey and sugar. The mighty elephant trembles in pain under the agony of sharp goad” LittlesPainFeetTasteHumbleGrassHoneySugarAgonyElephantsSweetnessBladesAntsBe HumbleBlades Of Grass Author:Sivananda