So let my hands and my face make their way in this world, let my hungry eyes see, my tongue taste.
Confessions of an Ugly StepsisterShe used to say she could taste sleep and that it was as delicious as a BLT on fresh French bread.
Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya SisterhoodBy reading older books we get a taste of the conversation of Heaven.
The Great Books Reader: Excerpts and Essays on the Most Influential Books in Western CivilizationThe recipe for great work is: very exacting taste, plus the ability to gratify it.
Hackers & Painters: Big Ideas from the Computer AgeThe taste for glory can make ordinary men behave in extraordinary ways.
House of the Tiger King: The Quest for a Lost City