I’m losing my taste for everything, including even my taste for finding everything tasteless.
You are the cutting edge of a thirteen billion year old process of defining novelty. Your acts matter. Your thoughts matter. Your purpose? To add to the complexity. Your enemy? Disorder, entropy, stupidity, and tastelessness.
I don't really see the point in offensive comedy.
There are times, like with Dire Straits, where you can get as close as you can be to being good at your instrument and not cross over to that tasteless place.
Solemnity and a complete absence of irony also mark kitsch.
I love the vulgar. I kind of have the humor of a 17-year-old boy.
Vulgarity is, in reality, nothing but a modern, chic, pert descendant of the goddess Dullness.
We are all so guilty at the way we have allowed the world around us to become more ugly and tasteless every year that we surrender to terror and steep ourselves in it.
... vulgarity has no nation.
The great challenge working on this show for me is wearing polyester all day long and having the worst haircut known to man at the top of my head and sitting under fluorescent lights. That is America, people. Polyester, bad haircuts, under fluorescent lights.
Nothing is more exhilarating than philistine vulgarity.
Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
There's a taste in my mouth and it's no taste at all.
...In the past, as now, [Hollywood] was a stamping ground for tastelessness, violence, and hyperbole, but once upon a time it turned out a product which sweetened the flavor of life all over the world.
What youth considers liberation, maturity considers tasteless excess.
Just as our bread, mixed and baked, packaged and sold without benefit of accident or human frailty, is uniformly good and uniformly tasteless, so will our speech become one speech.
Sometimes we remain true to a cause simply because its opponents are unfailingly tasteless.
There's definitely a fine line between tasteful and tasteless, and as a stylist, it's a line you want to ride very carefully.
Silence is so often applauded and those who speak out are often called tasteless.
It happens to be a matter of record that I was first in print with the discovery that the tastelessness of the food offered in American clubs varies in direct proportion to the exclusiveness of the club.
