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Quotes About Salt

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Alice Hoffman
“There are some things, after all, that Sally Owens knows for certain: Always throw spilled salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Add pepper to your mashed potatoes. Plant roses and lavender, for luck. Fall in love whenever you can.”
Alice Hoffman, Practical Magic

Rebecca West
“[N]obody likes having salt rubbed into their wounds, even if it is the salt of the earth.”
Rebecca West, Harsh Voice

Johannes Bobrowski
“Like some winter animal the moon licks the salt of your hand,
Yet still your hair foams violet as a lilac tree
From which a small wood-owl calls.”
Johannes Bobrowski

Vera Nazarian
“Neither sugar nor salt tastes particularly good by itself. Each is at its best when used to season other things.

Love is the same way.

Use it to "season" people.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

Emma Cameron
“i miss my brother like
the sea would miss salt
if that were taken away.”
Emma Cameron, Cinnamon Rain

George R.R. Martin
“The queen smiled as she lay her head upon the pillow. When I kissed her cheek, I could taste the salt of her tears.
George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows

Jarod Kintz
“I have three sets of humor. One I keep in a bag of salt, because it’s the dry one.
”
Jarod Kintz, The Titanic would never have sunk if it were made out of a sink.

“The laboratory evidence that carbohydrate-rich diets can cause the body to reain water and so raise blood pressure, just as salt consumption is supposed to do, dates back well over a century”
Gary Taubes, Good Calories, Bad Calories

Israelmore Ayivor
“Don't be a pepper on the eyes of people; Rather be the salt on their tongue and make a difference that influences their sense of belonging to the earth.”
Israelmore Ayivor

Jarod Kintz
“My tears are salty. I shouldn’t eat potato chips while drinking my Cry Water, because it only makes me thirstier for your love.”
Jarod Kintz, Love quotes for the ages. And the ageless sages.

Pablo Neruda
“I shivered in those
solitudes
when I heard
the voice
of
the salt
in the desert.”
Pablo Neruda

Katherine Applegate
“Salt! Salt! And grease! Greee-suh!”Ax”
Katherine Applegate
tags: ax, grease, salt

Rupert Thomson
“The plane banked, and he pressed his face against the cold window. The ocean tilted up to meet him, its dark surface studded with points of light that looked like constellations, fallen stars. The tourist sitting next to him asked him what they were. Nathan explained that the bright lights marked the boundaries of the ocean cemeteries. The lights that were fainter were memory buoys. They were the equivalent of tombstones on land: they marked the actual graves. While he was talking he noticed scratch-marks on the water, hundreds of white gashes, and suddenly the captain's voice, crackling over the intercom, interrupted him. The ships they could see on the right side of the aircraft were returning from a rehearsal for the service of remembrance that was held on the ocean every year. Towards the end of the week, in case they hadn't realised, a unique festival was due to take place in Moon Beach. It was known as the Day of the Dead...

...When he was young, it had been one of the days he most looked forward to. Yvonne would come and stay, and she'd always bring a fish with her, a huge fish freshly caught on the ocean, and she'd gut it on the kitchen table. Fish should be eaten, she'd said, because fish were the guardians of the soul, and she was so powerful in her belief that nobody dared to disagree. He remembered how the fish lay gaping on its bed of newspaper, the flesh dark-red and subtly ribbed where it was split in half, and Yvonne with her sleeves rolled back and her wrists dipped in blood that smelt of tin.

It was a day that abounded in peculiar traditions. Pass any candy store in the city and there'd be marzipan skulls and sugar fish and little white chocolate bones for 5 cents each. Pass any bakery and you'd see cakes slathered in blue icing, cakes sprinkled with sea-salt.If you made a Day of the Dead cake at home you always hid a coin in it, and the person who found it was supposed to live forever. Once, when she was four, Georgia had swallowed the coin and almost choked. It was still one of her favourite stories about herself. In the afternoon, there'd be costume parties. You dressed up as Lazarus or Frankenstein, or you went as one of your dead relations. Or, if you couldn't think of anything else, you just wore something blue because that was the colour you went when you were buried at the bottom of the ocean. And everywhere there were bowls of candy and slices of special home-made Day of the Dead cake. Nobody's mother ever got it right. You always had to spit it out and shove it down the back of some chair.

Later, when it grew dark, a fleet of ships would set sail for the ocean cemeteries, and the remembrance service would be held. Lying awake in his room, he'd imagine the boats rocking the the priest's voice pushed and pulled by the wind. And then, later still, after the boats had gone, the dead would rise from the ocean bed and walk on the water. They gathered the flowers that had been left as offerings, they blew the floating candles out. Smoke that smelt of churches poured from the wicks, drifted over the slowly heaving ocean, hid their feet. It was a night of strange occurrences. It was the night that everyone was Jesus...

...Thousands drove in for the celebrations. All Friday night the streets would be packed with people dressed head to toe in blue. Sometimes they painted their hands and faces too. Sometimes they dyed their hair. That was what you did in Moon Beach. Turned blue once a year. And then, sooner or later, you turned blue forever.”
Rupert Thomson, The Five Gates of Hell

Israelmore Ayivor
“You are the salt of the earth. But remember that salt is useful when in association, but useless in isolation.”
Israelmore Ayivor

Jarod Kintz
“There’s more salt in the ocean than in one bag of chips. Let this be a lesson in love.”
Jarod Kintz, My love can only occupy one person at a time

Jarod Kintz
“I surround myself with salt, so it soaks up the humidity from my steamy solo love making sessions.”
Jarod Kintz, Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your Life

Michael Moss
“Each year, food companies use an amount of salt that is every bit as staggering as it sounds: 5 billion pounds.”
Michael Moss, Salt Sugar Fat: How the Food Giants Hooked Us

“I didn't like Dali: now, like you, I do. Like you, I began to drink my Coke with a pinch of salt . Like you, I stopped bothering about ironed clothes. Like you, I sit with a dictionary while reading the papers. Like you, I sit on the compound wall after a bath.”
Sachin Kundalkar, Cobalt Blue

Jeremy Page
“The sulky, defensive expression she used to pull as a child no longer fits her face. In the last year or two her cheeks have most some of their softness. Her eyebrows have grown fuller and seem to sit on top of her eyes with a permanently hurt expression she can’t shift. Her skin is less soft, the salt is finally getting in there too. She’s grown tall and strong and with it she’s grown petulant.”
Jeremy Page, Salt

Jarod Kintz
“My love is like a slug. Don’t you go pouring salt on it.”
Jarod Kintz, My love can only occupy one person at a time

“It is becoming fashionable to scorn the idea of sin in society. The impact of humanistic thinking is to belittle the concept that man is corrupt. Psychologists and psychiatrists would persuade us that people really are not responsible for their wrongs. Rather, the view of sociologists is that the environment is all wrong.
Their cry is, 'Change society and you will get better men and women'. It simply does not happen.
Christ's call is, 'Change men and women and you will get a better society'. This does work. It always has.”
W. Phillip Keller, Salt For Society

Rodney Ross
“In youth, you want someone to build a life with. After fifty, you just want someone who can handle salt.”
Rodney Ross, The Cool Part of His Pillow
tags: life, salt

George R.R. Martin
“She liked the sharp salty smell of the air, and the vastness of horizons bounded only by a vault of azure sky above.”
George R.R. Martin

“The fact that salt is a powerful emetic as well as a potent laxative should convince the most skeptical that it is not meant to form an important part of the human diet.”
John H. Tobe, Salt and Your Health

Munia Khan
“Never let the salt of your tears be tasteless in grief.”
Munia Khan

“I still dream to quiver rich,

And we still tremble poor.

Over, under, Madam and Bitch,

To each, her John Does floor.

Grieved cliche to ban the kiss,

And yet we all refuse.

To add one name onto our lists,

Of cants, and don'ts, and dudes.

Unuttered sighs of uncriticized law,

Polished flesh covering strong, well members.

Real grins and moans, matching fair new bras,

Sweet nights with long, full slumbers.

In which we lie in thoughts like these,

The things we once deserved.

Homes, and love, own families,

Now, far, and wrong, absurd.

Once done, now blue and black with lace.

Yes Sir it was my fault.

The suck, the chew, my class and taste?

My only taste is salt.”
Hannah Kilfoyle

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