Tasted Quotes
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I grew up in Lucknow, which is famous for its street food and kebabs. It was the street food and Lucknowi kebabs that inspired me. The culture of the varieties of food that I tasted as a child inspired me to be a cook.
Ranveer Brar -
This soup tastes like windows...
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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Except that her joints ached and her head hurt and it tasted like a vorcha had shit in her mouth.
Catherynne M. Valente -
It was from out the rind of one apple tasted, that the knowledge of good and evil, as two twins cleaving together, leaped forth into the world.
John Milton -
I tasted - careless - then - I did not know the Wine Came once a World - Did you? Oh, had you told me so - This Thirst would blister - easier - now
Emily Dickinson -
When you've tasted excess, everything else tastes bland.
Nikki Sixx Mötley Crüe -
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.
Rene Char -
Oh my God, that is the best coffee I've ever tasted.
Walter White
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The sight of the little madeleine had recalled nothing to my mind before I tasted it...
Marcel Proust -
She leaned in, and kissed her Marid gently, sweetly. She tried to kiss him the way she’d always thought kisses would be. His lips tasted like the sea.
Catherynne M. Valente -
September had only had coffee once, when her Aunt Margaret had snuck her a sip while her mother wasn’t looking. It tasted bitter, but wild and strange. She rather wanted to taste it again.
Catherynne M. Valente -
Hunger, thirst, heat and cold: I had tasted them in full
Wilfred Thesiger -
It tasted like a shade of white near blue; it tasted like the idea of pearls; it tasted like a memory nearly grasped but lost at the last moment.
Catherynne M. Valente -
I wanted to feel those words in my mouth as I spoke them aloud. Words could be like food - they felt like something in your mouth. They tasted like something. Those words tasted bitter. But the worst part was that those words were living inside me. And they were leaking out of me. Words were not things you could control. Not always.
Benjamin Alire Saenz