Salt Quotes

If evolution was worth its salt, by now it should've evolved something better than survival of the fittest. I think a better idea would be survival of the wittiest.

A woman without paint is like food without salt.

The purpose of the salt in the steak is to do its work so quietly that it changes the nature of what it invades without calling attention to itself. Salt must get into something in order to have effect, where it indelibly stamps its own character upon what it invades.

What is life worth without trials and tribulations which are the salt of life.

Stay away from iodized table salt. It's just bad and doesn't help food taste good.

The snow did not even whisper its way to earth, but seemed to salt the night with silence.

There's happens to be a volcano in the vicinity and there's some talk about a volcano as well, so that's the title Salt and Fire

I come from a family of screamers. If they are trying to express any emotion or idea beyond pass the salt, it comes in shrieks.

Salt. Wound. Together at last.

The truth is like salt. Men want to taste a little, but too much makes everyone sick.

Risk is the salt and sugar of life.

Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.

He'd thought he was lost, but now he recognized that eternity was around him, like salt from a shaker or stars in the sky.

We have some salt of our youth in us.

They may have salt, sugar, and fat on their side, but we, ultimately, have the power to make choices. After all, we decide what to buy. We decide how much to eat.

Any actor worth his salt has a responsibility to reinvent himself from part to part.

Freedom requires religion like a slug requires salt

It is like what we imagine knowledge to be: dark, salt, clear, moving, utterly free.

I have yet to find a man worth his salt in any direction who did not think of himself first and foremost.

Be salt, and a little bit of salt keeps the whole society from going rancid.

But after all, the villains are the salt in the soup of a story.

Any supervisor worth his salt would rather deal with people who attempt too much than with those who try too little.

Neither sugar nor salt tastes particularly good by itself. Each is at its best when used to season other things. Love is the same way. Use it to "season" people.

I think any actor worth their salt wants to show as much versatility as they possibly can.

If whisky or salt won't cure it, then to hell with it. I worry about important things.

The salt blowing off the sea makes the air feel textured and heavy.

Love is the salt of life.

Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him.

I discovered surfing, which I absolutely fell in love with. That feels good and kind of keeps your body aligned, so does the salt water.

How much salt water thrown away in waste/ To season love, that of it doth not taste.

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

People who are the salt of the earth get up and go to a job that they hate.

I have a wonderful family: My parents are churchgoing, salt-of-the-earth Southern people. They gave me a lot of love and are so unaffected by fame.

There are in every generation those who shrink from the ultimate sacrifice, but there are in every generation those who make it with joy and laughter and these are the salt of the generations.

There's folks as make bad butter and trusten to the salt t' hide it.

If Kubrick had lived to see the opening of his final film, he obviously would have been disappointed by the hostile reactions. But I'm sure that in the end he would have taken it with a grain of salt and moved on. That's the lot of all true visionaries, who don't see the use of working in the same vein as everyone else. Artists like Kubrick have minds expansive and dynamic enough to picture the world in motion, to comprehend not just where its been, but where it's going.

I've never known a man worth his salt who, in the long run, deep down in his heart, didn't appreciate the grind, the discipline

It is like the thirsty traveller who at first sincerely sought the water of knowledge, but who later, having found it plain perhaps, proceeded to temper his cup with the salt of doubt so that his thirst now becomes insatiable though he drinks incessantly, and that in thus drinking the water that cannot slake his thirst, he has forgotten the original and true purpose for which the water was sought.

As we do not see squares in nature, I thought that it is man-made. But I have corrected myself. Because squares exist in salt crystals, our daily salt.

She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope.

What am I, Life? A thing of watery salt Held in cohesion by unresting cells, Which work they know not why, which never halt, Myself unwitting where their Master dwells?

It is what we imagine knowledge to be: dark, salt, clear, moving, utterly free, drawn from the cold hard mouth of the world, derived from the rocky breasts forever, flowing and drawn, and since our knowledge is historical, flowing, and flown.

Time, we like to say, cures all. But maybe the old saying doesn’t mean time heals. Time cures a secret in its brine, keeping it and finally, paradoxically, destroying it. Nothing is left in that salt solution but the pain or rage, the biting shame that lodged it there. Even they are diluted or denied.

National security is a really big problem for journalists, because no journalist worth his salt wants to endanger the national security, but the law talks about anyone who endangers the security of the United States is going to go to jail. So, here you are, especially in the Pentagon. Some guy tells you something. He says that's a national security matter. Well, you're supposed to tremble and get scared and it never, almost never means the security of the national government. More likely to mean the security or the personal happiness of the guy who is telling you something.

When I played for the Steelers and I got my bell rung, I'd take smelling salts and go right back out there.

My dad was a big fan of comedy. He wanted to be a stand-up. He loved Lenny [Bruce]. He also loved Lord Buckley and jazz and stuff. He was a hipster. My parents were kind of beatnik-y, you know, for Salt Lake City. But my humor, I think, came from wanting to disarm people before they hit me.

The act of self-denial seems to confer on us the right to be harsh and merciless toward others. The impression somehow prevails that the true believer, particularly the religious individual, is a humble person. The truth is that the surrendering and humbling of the self breed pride and arrogance. The true believer is apt to see himself as one of the chosen, the salt of the earth, a prince disguised in meekness, who is destined to inherit this earth and the kingdom of heaven, too. He who is not of his faith is evil; he who will not listen shall perish.

Well, we are Americans. I've always believed that you work with where you are - I am a Mormon woman who was raised on the edge of the Great Salt Lake in the American West in the United States of America. But, by the same token, much of my life has been spent resisting traditional forms of democracy, resisting traditional forms of orthodoxy, be it the United States government or the Mormon Church.

I've always believed with age comes wisdom. And I find salt and pepper hair to be very attractive.

The only reason anyone would sell salt more cheaply than usual would be because he was desperate for money. And anyone who took advantage of that situation would be showing a lack of respect for the sweat and struggle of the man who laboured to produce it.