How I ached to taste Turkish delight as a child of seven after reading of the power it had to tempt Edmund. When finally I had my first taste, it didn’t taste of soft white clouds that puff in your mouth with delicate explosions. Whatever was I thinking?
“Don't say it was delightful; make us say delightful when we've read the description. You see, all those words (horrifying, wonderful, hideous, exquisite) are only like saying to your readers Please will you do the job for me.”
― C.S. Lewis