There must be something strangely sacred about salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.
The best smell is bread; the best saver, salt; the best love, that of children.
"Do you know a cure for me?" Why yes," he said, "I know a cure for everything. Salt water." Salt water?" I asked him. Yes," he said, "in one way or the other. Sweat, or tears, or the salt sea".
It's salt. Why don't you sprinkle some on me, honey? Aren't I just good enough to eat?
Companies are experimenting with replacing sodium chloride with potassium chloride, because most of the health problems come from sodium. It works for some products, but if you diminish the amount of sodium, people want sugar and fat instead.
Salt and the center of the world have to be there, in that spot on the tablecloth.
Salt is born of the purest parents: the sun and the sea.
Salt. Wound. Together at last.
Chlorine is a deadly poison gas employed on European battlefields in World War I. Sodium is a corrosive metal which burns upon contact with water. Together they make a placid and unpoisonous material, table salt. Why each of these substances has the properties it does is a subject called chemistry.
Salt is white and pure - there is something holy in salt.
