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Sunday, 7 September 2008
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"It's with bad sentiments that one makes good novels." (Huxley, Aldous - Fiction)

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Browse Quotations about Taste

A man is known by the books he reads, by the company he keeps, by the praise he gives, by his dress, by his tastes, by his distastes, by the stories he tells, by his gait, by the notion of his eye, by the look of his house, of his chamber; for nothing on earth is solitary but every thing hath affinities infinite.
A man of great common sense and good taste -- meaning thereby a man without originality or moral courage.
A man's palate can, in time, become accustomed to anything.
Absolute catholicity of taste is not without its dangers. It is only an auctioneer who should admire all schools of art.
Ah, good taste! What a dreadful thing! Taste is the enemy of creativeness.
All of life is a dispute over taste and tasting.
Bad taste is a species of bad morals.
Between good sense and good taste there lies the difference between a cause and its effect.
Errors of taste are very often the outward sign of a deep fault of sensibility.
Every orientation presupposes a disorientation.
Everyone carries his own inch rule of taste, and amuse himself by applying it, triumphantly, wherever he travels.
Everyone has taste, yet it is more of a taboo subject than sex or money. The reason for this is simple: claims about your attitudes to or achievements in the carnal and financial arenas can be disputed only by your lover and your financial advisers, whereas by making statements about your taste you expose body and soul to terrible scrutiny. Taste is a merciless betrayer of social and cultural attitudes. Thus, while anybody will tell you as much (and perhaps more than) you want to know about their triumphs in bed and at the bank, it is taste that gets people's nerves tingling.
For a long time I found the celebrities of modern painting and poetry ridiculous. I loved absurd pictures, fanlights, stage scenery, mountebanks backcloths, inn-signs, cheap colored prints; unfashionable literature, church Latin, pornographic books badly spelt, grandmothers novels, fairy stories, little books for children, old operas, empty refrains, simple rhythms.
Good taste is either that which agrees with my taste or that which subjects itself to the rule of reason. From this we can see how useful it is to employ reason in seeking out the laws of taste.
Good taste is the excuse I have given for leading such a bad life.
Good taste is the first refuge of the non creative. It is the last ditch stand of the artist.
Good taste is the worst vice ever invented.
I cannot cure myself of that most woeful of youth's follies -- thinking that those who care about us will care for the things that mean much to us.
I love everything that's old: old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wines; and, I believe, Dorothy, you'll own I have been pretty fond of an old wife.
I think taste is a social concept and not an artistic one. I'm willing to show good taste, if I can, in somebody else's living room, but our reading life is too short for a writer to be in any way polite. Since his words enter into another's brain in silence and intimacy, he should be as honest and explicit as we are with ourselves.
I wish you all manner of prosperity, with a little more taste.
It is conventional to call monster any blending of dissonant elements. I call monster every original inexhaustible beauty.
It is good taste, and good taste alone, that possesses the power to sterilize and is always the first handicap to any creative functioning.
Lovers of painting and lovers of music are people who openly display their preference like a delectable ailment that isolates them and makes them proud.
My tastes are aristocratic, my actions democratic.
No taste is so acquired as that for someone else's quality of mind.
One of the surest evidences of an elevated taste is the power of enjoying works of impassioned terrorism, in poetry, and painting. The man who can look at impassioned subjects of terror with a feeling of exultation may be certain he has an elevated taste.
People care more about being thought to have taste than about being thought either good, clever or amiable.
Taste cannot be controlled by law.
Taste has no system and no proofs.
Taste is more to do with manners than appearances. Taste is both myth and reality; it is not a style.
Taste is nothing but an enlarged capacity for receiving pleasure from works of imagination.
Taste is the enemy of creativeness.
Taste is the feminine of genius.
Taste is the fundamental quality which sums up all the other qualities. It is the nec plus ultra of the intelligence. Through this alone is genius the supreme health and balance of all the faculties.
Taste is tiring like good company.
Taste may change, but inclination never.
The aim of life is appreciation; there is no sense in not appreciating things; and there is no sense in having more of them if you have less appreciation of them.
The discovery of the good taste of bad taste can be very liberating. The man who insists on high and serious pleasures is depriving himself of pleasure; he continually restricts what he can enjoy; in the constant exercise of his good taste he will eventually price himself out of the market, so to speak. Here Camp taste supervenes upon good taste as a daring and witty hedonism. It makes the man of good taste cheerful, where before he ran the risk of being chronically frustrated. It is good for the digestion.
The hard truth is that what may be acceptable in elite culture may not be acceptable in mass culture, that tastes which pose only innocent ethical issues as the property of a minority become corrupting when they become more established. Taste is context, and the context has changed.
To possess taste, one must have some soul.
What is exhilarating in bad taste is the aristocratic pleasure of giving offense.
What is food to one man is bitter poison to others.
Without taste genius is only a sublime kind of folly. That sure touch which the lyre gives back the right note and nothing more, is even a rarer gift than the creative faculty itself.

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