Salt Quotes - Page 8

• Presidents and presidential assassins are like Las Vegas and Salt Lake City. Even though one city is all about sin and the other is all about salvation, they are identical, one-dimensional company towns built up by the sheer will of true believers.

  Sarah Vowell

  Cities, Lakes, Vegas

  Sarah Vowell (2005). “Assassination Vacation”, p.7, Simon and Schuster

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• Fish without wine is like egg without salt.

  Auguste Escoffier

  Wine, Eggs, Fishes

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• Pero estos pocos son la sal de la tierra; sin ellos, la vida humana se convertiría en un charco estancado. No sólo son ellos los que introducen cosas buenas que antes no existían, sino que son ellos los que mantienen la vida en las que ya existían.

  John Stuart Mill

  Individuality, Earth, Pool

  John Stuart Mill, Jeremy Bentham, John Troyer (2003). “The Classical Utilitarians: Bentham and Mill”, p.200, Hackett Publishing

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• Pero hay gente que toma sal con el café. Dicen que le da un sabor peculiar y fascinante. Del mismo modo, hay ciertos lugares, rodeados de un halo de romanticismo, a los que la inevitable desilusión que se experimenta al verlos da un sabor singular. Esperabas algo totalmente bello y te llevas una impresión infinitamente más complicada que la que pueda darte la belleza. Es la debilidad del carácter de un gran hombre, que puede hacerlo menos admirable, pero sin duda más interesante. Nada me había preparado para Honolulu.

  W. Somerset Maugham

  Beautiful, Coffee, Character

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• 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.

  Rachel Naomi Remen

  Pain, Loss, Past

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• once upon a time all the rivers combined to protest against the action of the sea in making their waters salt. "When we come to you," sad they to the sea, "we are sweet and drinkable; but when once we have mingled with you, our waters become as briny and unpalatable as your own." The sea replied shortly, "Keep away from me, and you'll remain sweet.

  Esopo

  Sweet, Sea, Rivers

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• Los comía como si fueran ensaladas, los libros eran mi bocadillo para el almuerzo, mi tiffin y mi cena y mi tentempié de medianoche. Arrancaba las páginas, las comía con sal, las rociaba con condimento, roía las encuadernaciones, pasaba los capítulos con la lengua. Libros por docenas, por veintenas y por miles de millones. Llevé tantos a casa que quedé jorobado durante años. Filosofía, historia del arte, política, ciencias sociales, el poema, el ensayo, la obra grandiosa, los que quieras, me los comía.

  Ray Bradbury

  Arte, Filosofía, Libro

  "Fahrenheit 451". Libro de Ray Bradbury, 1953.

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• Realmente no sé por qué es que todos nosotros estamos tan comprometidos con el mar, excepto que creo que es porque además de que el mar cambia y la luz cambia, y los barcos cambian, es porque todos nosotros venimos del mar. Y es un hecho biológico interesante que todos nosotros tenemos, en nuestras venas el mismo porcentaje exacto de sal en nuestra sangre que existe en el océano, y, por lo tanto, tenemos sal en nuestra sangre, en nuestro sudor, en nuestras lágrimas. Estamos ligados al océano. Y cuando volvemos al mar, ya sea para navegar o para mirarlo, estamos volviendo de donde vinimos.

  John F. Kennedy

  Océano, Pensamiento, Luz

  Discurso pronunciado en Newport en la cena ofrecida por el embajador australiano a las tripulaciones de la America's Cup el 14 de septiembre de 1962. "Documentos Públicos de los Presidentes: John F. Kennedy", 1962.

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• Then a miracle occurred in the form of a plate of sandwiches. Geryon took three and buried his mouth in a delicious block of white bread filled with tomatoes and butter and salt. He thought about how delicious it was, how he liked slippery foods, how slipperiness can be of different kinds. I am a philosopher of sandwiches, he decided. Things good on the inside.

  Ana Carson

  Block, White, Miracle

  Anne Carson (1998). "Autobiografía de Red: A Novel in Verse", Knopf

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• Now behind the eyes and secrets of the dreamers in the streets rocked to sleep by the sea, see the titbits and topsyturvies, bobs and buttontops, bags and bones, ash and rind and dandruff and nailparings, saliva and snowflakes and moulted feathers of dreams, the wrecks and sprats and shells and fishbones, whale-juice and moonshine and small salt fry dished up by the hidden sea.

  Dylan Thomas

  Sueño, Sueño, Ojo

  Dylan Thomas (1954). “Under Milk Wood: A Play for Voices”, p.22, New Directions Publishing

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• Nunca conocí a un bibliotecario que se preciara que no percibiera mi pasión por los libros.

  Frank Delaney

  Book, Passion, Librarian

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• I thought I am kissing pain and pain belongs to You as happiness never does. I love You in Your pain. I could almost taste metal and salt in the skin, and I thought, How good you are. You might have killed us with happiness, but You let us be with You in pain.

  Graham Greene

  Pain, Love You, Kissing

  Graham Greene (2010). “The End Of The Affair”, p.98, Random House

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• And Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned into a pillar of salt. So it goes.

  Kurt Vonnegut

  Home, People, Wife

  Kurt Vonnegut (1969). "Matadero cinco: o, La cruzada de los niños, un deber-baile con la muerte".

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• She looked up at him with a smile. The smile broke what was left of his resistance - shattered it. He had let the walls down when he'd thought she was gone, and there was no time to build them back up. Helplessly he pulled her against him. For a moment she clung to him tightly, warm and alive in his arms. Her hair brushed his cheek. The color had come back into the world; he could breathe again, and for that moment he breathed her in - she smelled of salt, blood, tears, and Tessa.

  Cassandra Clare

  Wall, Hair, Blood

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• Andy Anderson has written an autobiography in pictures, a life on the water. Salt is an eloquent modern paean to the strength and beauty of the coastal waters he cares for at a time when that environment is in danger of disappearing.

  Guy De la Valdene

  Water, Care, Environment

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• I like real people - salt-of-the-earth men.

  Tanit Phoenix

  Real, Hombres, Personas

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• We are the mediocre, we are the half givers, we are the half lovers, we are the savourless salt. Break the hard crust of complacency. Quicken in us the sharp grace of desire.

  Caryll Houselander

  Grace, Desire, Complacency

  Caryll Houselander (1945). “The Flowering Tree”

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• The road to Manderley lay ahead. There was no moon. The sky above our heads was inky black. But the sky on the horizon was not dark at all. It was shot with crimson, like a splash of blood. And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.

  Daphne du Maurier

  Dark, Moon, Blood

  Daphne Du Maurier (2012). “Daphne du Maurier Omnibus 4: Rebecca; My Cousin Rachel”, p.323, Hachette UK

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• Una familia es uno de los solubles de la naturaleza; se disuelve con el tiempo como la sal en el agua de lluvia.

  Pat Conroy

  Rainwater

  Pat Conroy (2010). “The Prince of Tides: A Novel”, p.337, Open Road Media

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• I burst into tears and I cry and cry until it feels as though it is not salt and water being squeezed from my eyes, but blood.

  Nick Hornby

  Ojo, Sangre, Agua

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• Kids. You gotta love them. I adore children. A little salt, a squeeze of lemon--perfect.

  Jim Butcher

  Children, Kids, Perfect

  Jim Butcher (2000). “Storm Front: Book one of The Dresden Files”, p.144, Penguin Group

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• With the passing of time, as well as the social evolution and genetic exchange, we ended up putting our conscience in the colour of blood and in the salt of tears, and, as if that were not enough, we made our eyes into a kind of mirror turned inwards, with the result that they often show without reserve what we are verbally trying to deny.

  José Saramago

  Eye, Mirrors, Blood

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• Al cabo de un rato comprendí que, hablando así, todo se disuelve: la justicia, el pino, el pelo, la mujer, tú y yo. Hubo una mujer a la que hice el amor y recordé cómo, sosteniendo a veces sus pequeños hombros entre mis manos, sentía un violento asombro ante su presencia como una sed de sal, de mi río de la infancia con sus sauces isleños, la música tonta de la barca de recreo, los lugares fangosos donde pescábamos el pececillo naranja-plata llamado semilla de calabaza. Apenas tenía que ver con ella. Anhelo, decimos, porque el deseo está lleno de distancias interminables.

  Robert Hass

  Distancia, Tonto, Manos

  Robert Hass, "Meditación en Lagunitas"

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• I rub a mixture of honey and salt all over my body to moisturise and exfoliate. You wash it off and your skin is gorgeous.

  Catherine Zeta-Jones

  Skins, Body, Mixtures

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• Nobody likes having salt rubbed into their wounds, even if it is the salt of the earth.

  Rebecca West

  Respect, Earth, Likes

  Rebecca West (1977). “Rebecca West, a celebration”, Viking Adult

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