Taste Quotes
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We're appreciated by fans because of the level of our craft. The songs speak to them in a personal way. And they do it in an artful (way) and honest way. That's why. But, I think that's true of anything that stands the test of time as our music has. And it also proves that the critics are wrong. In a great sense, it proves how short sighted and how prejudice critics generally are, or their taste rather than for what the quality of the music really is.
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Markets change, tastes change, so the companies and the individuals who choose to compete in those markets must change.
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All I want is a tasteful taste.
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Because I’ve had a taste and I’m not sharing. This isn’t just for fun. I may be slightly addicted.
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You will find that your taste buds have a memory of about 3 weeks.
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A person with taste is merely one who can recognize the greatest beauty in the simplest things.
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You are the salt of the earth; but if salt has lost its taste, how can its saltiness be restored? It is no longer good for anything.
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We could be playing anybody the first game. We'd still have a sour taste in our mouths.
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We give people a taste of different eras of us, it's kind of like a mix-tape of us.
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I have heard of some kind of men that put quarrels purposely on others, to taste their valor.
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Ants don't taste like lemon grass and ginger. Lemon grass and ginger taste like ants!
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The taste for glory can make ordinary men behave in extraordinary ways.
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I think I am a late-bloomer. My taste in music just keeps getting better.
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I won't get killed,' Rose protested. Is that a promise?' Fish asked dryly, stirring his tea. 'If you break your word, I'll never believe you again.' Rose shook her head at him. 'How can you even taste your tea if you put that much sugar in it?' Don't change the subject. I don't want to be responsible for depriving the world of Rose Brier. Under no circumstances are you allowed to help us do anything more dangerous than...change the oil in my car.
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I'm a pop enigma. I live and breathe every element in life. I rock a bespoke suit and I go to Harold's for fried chicken. It's all these things at once, because, as a taste maker, I find the best of everything.
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You're always as a musician trying to shock yourself or create music that's maybe even too weird for your own taste. In my case it's kind of weird because I started out being known more for ambient things and ambiguous music, but what's experimental for me is the more traditional structure. For me, experimenting involves traditionalism.
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How many seconds separate Jake or any of us from those burdens of fate? Three? Five? At some point in our lives, the cut may have been that fine. Who can say, and perhaps it is not worth pondering. But we do, don't we? We gnaw on that bone of possibility until our teeth are dull and our skulls throb. There are other life-lines than the one we landed on, and we can taste it.
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The true barbarian is he who thinks everything barbarous but his own tastes and prejudices.
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Defining yourself by your taste is easier than defining yourself by any genuine stance on something.
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I don't remember ever being see-saw, when I'd made my mind up that a thing was wrong. It takes the taste out o' my mouth for things, when I know I should have a heavy conscience after 'em. I've seen pretty clear, ever since I could cast up a sum, as you can never do what's wrong without breeding sin and trouble more than you can ever see. It's like a bit o' bad workmanship--you never see th' end o' the mischief it'll do. And it's a poor look-out to come into the world to make your fellow creatures worse off instead o' better.
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If I like a thing, then I know that millions will like it. My mind and my taste are so common that I’m the best editor.
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For years, despite having impeccable taste, I didn't understand how to convey that I had impeccable taste.
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Running a start-up is like eating glass. You just start to like the taste of your own blood.
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To be a poet is to have an appetite for a certain anxiety which, when tasted among the swirling sum of things existent or forfeit, causes, as the taste dies, joy.
