``The soul not being mistress of herself,''says Thseng tseu,``one looks, and one does not see; one listens, and one does not hear; one eats, and one does not know the savor of food.''

He who distinguishes the true savor of his food can never be a glutton; he who does not can not be otherwise.

There is not only an atmosphere of good will about him, but even a savor of holiness groping for expression, blindly and ineffectually perhaps, like a new born instinct, and for a short hour the south hill side echoes to no vulgar jest.

Though the certainty of this criterion is far from demonstrable, yet it has the savor of analogical probability.

Also forget not the strange fact that of all things of ill-savor, Cologne-water, in its rudimental manufacturing stages, is the worst.

The consequence is, that upon breaking into the hold, and unloading one of these whale cemeteries, in the Greenland dock, a savor is given forth somewhat similar to that arising from excavating an old city grave-yard, for the foundations of a Lying-in-Hospital.

It was a collection of furnaces, fat-kettles, and oil sheds; and when the works were in full operation certainly gave forth no very pleasant savor.

Tom Bates' "Rads: A True Story of the End of the Sixties" (1992) describes how students flocked to Mosse's courses to "savor the crossfire" with his friend and rival, the Marxist historian Harvey Goldberg.