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“Good colour really means good taste; and 'powerful' colour means a reserve, to give a climax its full force, and not 'red, white, and blue all over.”

Giving Mean Force White Powerful Color Taste Red Blue Colour Reserves Really Mean Good Taste Climax Red White And Blue

Author:John F. Carlson

“I hate the taste of alcohol. When I'm drinking, I'm drinking Red Bull.”

Hate Taste Red I Hate Drinking Alcohol Bulls Red Bull

Author:Paris Hilton

“Your playing is like salt water taffy. You see all the beautiful colors, red, yellow, blue, but they all taste the same.”

Beautiful Water Color Taste Red Blue Yellow Salt Salt Water Color Red Taffy Beautiful Colors

Author:Marcel Tabuteau

“Nyquil comes in two colors, red and green, and it's the only thing on the planet that tastes like red and green.”

Two Color Planets Taste Red Green Color Red Red And Green

Author:Lewis Black

“I don't really have a lot of expensive tastes. What else am I really going to do with my money? Buy a little red sports car? Wear a lot of jewelry? Build a castle? Well... I might do the last one. Maybe. Eventually. But that doesn't mean I can't run Worldbuilders too.”

Wells Mean Littles I Can Might Running Lasts Sports Car Taste Red Expensive Castles Jewelry Sports Cars

Author:Patrick Rothfuss

“Reality itself is steadily becoming more colored. Think of what factories were like, especially in Italy at the beginning of the 19th century, when industrialization was just beginning: gray, brown and smoky. Color didn't exist. Today, instead, most everything is colored. The pipe running from the basement to the 12th floor is green because it carries steam. The one carrying electricity is red, and that with water is purple. Also, plastic colors have filled our homes, even revolutionized our taste. Pop art grew out of that and was possible because of this change in taste.”

“There's blood, a taste I remember. It tastes of orange popsicles, penny gumballs, red licorice, gnawed hair, dirty ice.”

Remember Blood Hair Taste Red Ice Dirty Orange Pennies Popsicles Gumballs

Book:Cat's Eye

Source: Cat's Eye

“Consider the black widow spider. It's a timid little beastie, useful and, for my taste, the prettiest of the arachnids, with its shiny, patent-leather finish and its red hourglass trademark. But the poor thing has the fatal misfortune of possessing enormously too much power for its size. So everybody kills it on sight.”

Littles Black Poor Power Too Much Taste Red Sight Size Misfortunes Spiders Leather Widows Possessing Patents Prettiest Trademarks Black Widow Too Much Power Hourglass

Book:Stranger in a Strange Land

Source: Stranger in a Strange Land

“The hunt isn't sustaining me. It's flowing blood that I really crave. The sweet taste of red succulent liquid mixing with the salt of my beloved as it drips and dances on his flesh. To know that someone will ache for me as much as I hunger for him and eternally satiate each other. I want someone to satisfy my hunger forever.”

Knows Want Forever Blood Sweet Taste Red Hunger Flesh Beloved Salt Ache Hunts Crave Liquid Mixing Sustaining Succulents

Author:Ellen Schreiber

“Seriously, our nation is never going to be on the same page on issues like gun control, welfare, the economy, the environment, etc. I doubt we'll ever come to terms on tastes great or less filling and hybrids versus Hummers, and there will always be Yankees fans and Red Sox fans, and never the 'twain shall meet. Fortunately, all it takes for us to be of one mind is some buttercream frosting.”

Mind Nations Term Economy Issues Doubt Environment Fans Taste Pages Gun Red Welfare Etc Gun Control Versus Filling Yankees Hybrid Red Sox Fans

Author:Jen Lancaster

“She spent an afternoon staring at their front door. Waiting for someone? Yankel asked. What color is this? He stood very close to the door, letting the end of his nose touch the peephole. He licked the wood and joked, It certainly tastes like red. Yes, it is red, isn't it? Seems so. She buried her head in her hands. But couldn't it be just a bit more red?”

Ends Hands Seems Bits Waiting Doors Fronts Color Taste Red Woods Noses Staring Buried Afternoon Front Doors Peepholes

Book:Everything Is Illuminated

Source: Everything Is Illuminated

“Yes, the sky was now a devastating, home-cooked red. The small German town had been flung apart one more time. Snowflakes of ash fell so lovelily you were tempted to stretch out your tongue to catch them, taste them. Only, they would have scorched your lips. They would have cooked your mouth.”

Home Sky Taste Mouths Red Towns Lips Tongue More Time Ashes Tempted Snowflake

Book:The Book Thief: Enhanced Movie Tie-in Edition

Source: The Book Thief: Enhanced Movie Tie-in Edition

“I can see it, hear it, feel it, taste it - but I can never be on the inside of it with you. I cannot even be sure whether I really know what it is like. Is it 'like' my own? Or incomparable? Just as I can never know if what you see at any given moment is exactly the same as what I see. We look at a colour. We both call it red. But it is only because we have been taught to call it by that name. There is no guarantee - not ever - that we see it in the same way, that your red is my red.”

Ifs Knows Way Feels Looks Has Beens I Can Moments Names Given My Own Taught Taste Red Colour Guarantees Incomparable

Author:André Brink