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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 liked the taste of beer, its live, white lather, its brass-bright depths, the sudden world through the wet-brown walls of the glass, the tilted rush to the lips and the slow swallowing down to the lapping belly, the salt on the tongue, the foam at the corners.”

World White Wall Taste Depth Lips Glasses Corners Tongue Beer Brown Salt Wet Belly Brass Foam Swallowing

Book:The Collected Stories

Source: The Collected Stories

“An Englishman will take you into a large room, beautifully proportioned, and will point out to you that it is white- all over white- and somebody will say what exquisite taste. You know in your own mind, in your own soul, that it is not taste at all˘that is the want of taste˘that is mere evasion. English music is white and evades everything.”

Knows Want Mind Soul White Rooms Taste Music Is Mere Exquisite Englishmen Evasion English Music

Book:A future for English music, and other lectures

Source: A future for English music, and other lectures

“Everyone has the talent to some degree: even making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, you know whether it tastes better to you with raspberry jam or grape jelly; on chewy pumpernickel or white toast.”

Knows White Talent Taste Degrees Sandwiches Jam Grapes Toasts Peanuts Jelly Peanut Butter Raspberries Peanut Butter And Jelly Peanut Butter Sandwiches

Author:Anna D. Shapiro

“Whether I'm making a recipe or a piece of jewelry or a white-rose-and-jasmine tea or the perfume, I like to think of myself as a happy little sorceress, and if I could just have a little general store with all that stuff and give people a sense of my taste, that would be lovely.”

People Ifs Thinking Giving Littles Would Be Stuff White Pieces Taste Rose Stores Lovely Tea If I Could Recipes Perfume Jewelry Jasmine Sorceress White Rose

Author:Padma Lakshmi

“As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.”

Source: The Hemingway Collection

“We cut the throat of a calf and hang it up by the heels to bleed to death so that our veal cutlet may be white; we nail geese to a board and cram them with food because we like the taste of liver disease; we tear birds to pieces to decorate our women's hats; we mutilate domestic animals for no reason at all except to follow an instinctively cruel fashion; and we connive at the most abominable tortures in the hope of discovering some magical cure for our own diseases by them.”

Source: George Bernard Shaw: Collected Articles, Lectures, Essays and Letters: Thoughts and Studies from the Renowned Dramaturge and Author of Mrs. Warren’s Profession, Pygmalion, Arms and The Man, Saint Joan, Caesar and Cleopatra, Androcles And The Lion

“He dropped the rest of the Cokes into the grave and pulled out a white paper bag decorated with cartoons. I hadn’t seen one in years, but I recognized it — a McDonald’s Happy Meal. He turned it upside down and shook the fries and hamburger into the grave. “In my day, we used animal blood,” the ghost mumbled. “It’s perfectly good enough. They can’t taste the difference.” “I will treat them with respect,” Nico said. “At least let me keep the toy,” the ghost said.”

“When her muzzle grew more white than brown, the chipmunk forgot that she and the squirrel had had nothing to talk about. She forgot the definition of "jazz" as well and came to think of it as every beautiful thing she had ever failed to appreciate: the taste of warm rain; the smell of a baby; the din of a swollen river, rushing past her tree and onward to infinity.”

Thinking Wells Past Beautiful White Tree Baby Grew Taste Rain Appreciate Rivers Jazz Definitions Warm Smell Brown Infinity Beautiful Things Rushing Squirrels Swollen Muzzle Chipmunks

Author:David Sedaris