Taste (n.) is disturbing because it is not communicable. No argument can persuade one to like oysters if one does not like them.
Taste (n.) in its lack shocked Eichmann's defense team more than his crimes: 'Small fry ... we must see how we get him over the hurdles.'
Taste (n.) was the eighteenth century's favorite topic, behind which Kant discovered an entirely new faculty — judgment.
Taste (n.) is the discipline of genius, ranked above it even though without genius there would be nothing to judge.
Taste (n.) is the surprising sense on which judgment of right and wrong came to be modeled — of all the senses the most private and incommunicable.
Taste (n.) and smell cannot be represented: you can recall a melody or the touch of velvet, but not, in its absence, the smell of a rose.
Taste (n.) admits no withholding of judgment: one can suspend judgment on what one sees, but the it-pleases-me of taste is immediate and overwhelming.
Taste (n.) senses the particular qua particular: what the eye sees shares its properties with other objects, but what the tongue tastes is unique.
Taste (n.) is the sense in which it-pleases-me is almost identical with it-agrees-with-me: I am directly affected, so no argument can persuade me to like oysters.
Taste (n.) is where egoism is overcome; we become 'considerate,' surrendering our private conditions for the sake of others.
Taste (n.) communicates better the less idiosyncratic it is.