“The systems of stereotypes may be the core of our personal tradition, the defenses of our position in society. They are an ordered more or less consistent picture of the world, to which our habits, our tastes, our capacities, our comforts and our hopes have adjusted themselves. They may not be a complete picture of the world, but they are a picture of a possible world to which we are adapted. In that world, people and things have their well-known places, and do certain expected things. We feel at home there. We fit in. We are members.” PeopleWorldFeelsWellsMayHomeCertainKnownPositionHabitFitComfortTasteMembersCapacityTraditionDefenseExpectedCoreConsistentStereotypeWell KnownAdapted Author:Walter Lippmann
“The reinvention of American culture as purely the self catapulted Las Vegas to prominence. The city took sin and made it choice -- a sometimes ambiguous choice, but choice nonetheless. Combined with a visionary approach to experience that melded Hollywood and Americans' taste for comfort and self-deception, Las Vegas grew into the last American frontier city, as foreign at times as Prague but as quintessential as Peoria. In Las Vegas, you can choose your fantasy; in the rest of America, you don't always get to pick.” MadeSelfSometimesLastsAmericaChoicesCultureSinCitiesFantasyGrewComfortTasteApproachPicksHollywoodMade ItDeceptionFrontiersAmerican CultureVegasLas VegasVisionariesSelf DeceptionAmbiguousReinventionQuintessentialProminencePraguePeoria Author:Hal Rothman
“We don't get enough pampering. If we were once the only child of an adoring mother, we developed a taste for it; if not, we developed a thirst for it.” IfsChildrenEnoughMotherComfortTasteThirstOnly ChildPampering Author:Barbara Holland
“I had gone into the hospital with the stupid notion that its primary object was the care and comfort of the sick and wounded. It was long after that I learned that a vast majority of all benevolent institutions are gotten up to gratify the aesthetic tastes of the public; exhibit the wealth and generosity of the founders, and furnish places for officers. The beneficiaries of the institutions are simply an apology for their existence, and having furnished that apology, the less said about them the better.” LongSaidCareWealthExistenceGoneStupidObjectsComfortTasteSickInstitutionsMajorityNotionPrimariesGenerosityHospitalsOfficersAestheticApologyFoundersWoundedPhilanthropyExhibitsBenevolentBeneficiaries Author:Jane Swisshelm
“I am a futility. The life of prayer begins with that. And God is not a comfort, to be offered like Kleenex. God is a poisoned sea, with broken syringes washing up on the beach. God is shopping malls stretching to the horizon and warplanes in the sky. God is a flat tire in a rainstorm and beer cans in the ditch, a bottle shattered on a highway and the taste of gunmetal in your mouth.” PrayerSeaSkyBrokenComfortTasteMouthsBeerBeachFlatsHorizonBottlesShoppingTireHighwaysWashingShatteredStretchingFutilityMallsRainstormsFlat TiresKleenex Author:Tim Farrington
“Of course genes can’t pull the levers of our behavior directly. But they affect the wiring and workings of the brain, and the brain is the seat of our drives, temperaments and patterns of thought. Each of us is dealt a unique hand of tastes and aptitudes, like curiosity, ambition, empathy, a thirst for novelty or for security, a comfort level with the social or the mechanical or the abstract. Some opportunities we come across click with our constitutions and set us along a path in life.” HandsCoursesOpportunitySocialLevelsBrainPathSecurityComfortTasteBehaviorAmbitionUniqueEmpathyConstitutionCuriosityPatternsAbstractSeatsGenesThirstTemperamentNoveltyClicksAptitudeLeversWiring Author:Steven Pinker
“At the most difficult moments of my life, when it seemed that every door was closed to me, the taste of those apricots comes back to comfort me with the notion that abundance is always within reach, if only one knows how to find it.” IfsKnowsMomentsDifficultKnow HowDoorsComfortTasteNotionAbundanceWithin ReachDifficult MomentsApricots Author:Isabel Allende
“When you showed someone how you felt, it was fresh and honest. When you told someone how you felt, there might be nothing behind the words but habit or expectation. Those three words were what everyone used; simple syllables couldn't contain something as rare as what I felt for Sean. 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.” FeelsMightWantedUsedThreeFeltSimpleBehindsWonderHonestHabitComfortTasteExpectationsIncrediblesCombinationDecadenceSyllablesSeanThree Words Book:Handle with Care: A Novel Source: Handle with Care: A Novel
“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.” FeelsWantedFeltWonderComfortTasteIncrediblesCombinationDecadence Book:Handle with Care: A Novel Source: Handle with Care: A Novel
“It seemed a place where heroes could fitly feast after victory, where weary harvesters could line up in scores along the table and keep their Harvest Home with mirth and song, or where two or three friends of simple tastes could sit about as they pleased and eat and smoke and talk in comfort and contentment.” TwoHomeSongThreeLinesSimpleHeroVictoryComfortTasteTablesSmokeScoreContentmentWearyHarvestMirthThree Friends Book:The Wind in the Willows: An Annotated Edition Source: The Wind in the Willows: An Annotated Edition