Be not affronted at a joke. If one throw salt at thee, thou wilt receive no harm, unless thou art raw.
The biggest problem with Bill Schutz's food is his timidity with herbs and spices and some bizarre primeval fear of salt.
Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt.
Take life with a pinch of salt A shot of tequila and a wedge of lime Do nothing at all But take your time
[The sea] is the healer and the reviver, it cleanses the cavities of self-disgust and melancholy, of sloth and negation with the salt solution of life. It cures the lethargies of flesh and spirit with the slap and shake of elemental force. It cradles and comforts. Give it trust and it holds you secure; fight it and it kills.
Jealousy in romance is like salt in food. A little can enhance the savor, but too much can spoil the pleasure and, under certain circumstances, can be life-threatening.
No American worth his salt should go around looking for a root. I advance this in all modesty, as a not unreasonable opinion.
I don't care about the quality of the film as a whole, but I loved 'Salt. ' I loved it!
The history of the Americas is one of constant warfare over salt.
Exploration was for those with a measure of peasant blood, those with big thighs and thick ankles who could take punishment as they took bread and salt, on every inch of flesh and spirit.
What is life worth without trials and tribulations which are the salt of life.
Every great loss demands that we choose life again. We need to grieve in order to do this. The pain we have not grieved over will always stand between us and life. When we don't grieve, a part of us becomes caught in the past like Lot's wife who, because she looked back, was turned into a pillar of salt.
I'll just be your brother from now on. " he said, looking at her with a hopeful expectation that she would be pleased, which made her want to scream that he was smashing her heart into pieces and he had to stop. "That's what you wanted, isn't it?" It took her a long time to answer, and when she did, her own voice sounded like an echo, coming from very far away. "Yes," she said, and she heard the rush of waves in her ears and her eyes stung as if from sand or salt spray. "That's what I wanted.
Salt is the only product that changes cuisine. There's a big difference between food that has salt and food without it. If you don't believe that, ask people who can't eat salt.
Peace is achieved with rice and salt, not with katanas and arrows
People don't enjoy salt. They enjoy what is salted. We are the salt of the earth. We do not exist for ourselves.
Salt represents the civilized: it requires know-how to get it, and a sophisticated combination of cooking and spoilt, jaded appetites to need it.
Risk is the salt and sugar of life.
Of the smells, bread; of the tastes, salt.
When I played for the Steelers and I got my bell rung, I'd take smelling salts and go right back out there.