I have been thinking a lot about the concept of flavor lately — not just in terms of taste, but in terms of how the world can ignite all the senses, often simultaneously. We would miss so much poignant feeling if we only had experiences with our eyes, ears, tongue, nose or fingertips. Those electrified experiences that engage our entire beings at once are the very sweetest.
Here are a few quotes about flavor and its many colors.
“My love is meatloaf flavored. I just wish my meatloaf was also meatloaf flavored. ” — Dora J. Arod (from Love quotes for the ageless. And the ageless sages.)
“So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while the deep happiness.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald (from All the Sad Young Men)
“I’m hungry for a juicy life. I lean out my window at night and I can taste it out there, just waiting for me.” — Brigid Lowry (from Guitar Highway Rose)
“But, when nothing subsists of an old past, after the death of people, after the destruction of things, alone, frailer but more enduring, more immaterial, more persistent, more faithful, smell and taste still remain for a long time, like souls, remembering, waiting, hoping, on the ruin of all the rest, bearing without giving way, on their almost impalpable droplet, the immense edifice of memory.” — Marcel Proust (from Swann’s Way)