I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel, My morning incense, and my evening meal, The sweets of Hasty-Pudding.Come, dear bowl, Glide o'er my palate, and inspire my soul.

-Barlow,Joel
  'The Hasty-Pudding', canto1

L'alcool est le monarque des liquides, et porte au dernier degre¤   l'exaltation palatale. Alcohol is the prince of liquids, and carries the palate to its highest pitch of exaltation.

-Brillat-Savarin,Jean Anthelme
  Physiologie du gou"  t, pt.1, ch.9, section 53 (translated by Anne Drayton,1970).

Well, it is a humiliating reflection, that the straightest road to a man's heart is through his palate.

-Fern, Fanny ne¤  e Willis
  Fern Leaves from Fanny's Portfolio, Second Series,'Hungry Husbands'. Often quoted as'The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.'

Palate, the hutch of tasty lust, Desire not to be rinsed with wine: The can must be so sweet, the crust So fresh that come in fasts divine!

-Gerard Manley Hopkins
  'The Habit of Perfection'.

Mr. Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart; liver slices fried with crustcrumbs, fried hencod's roes. Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of faintly scented urine.

-Joyce,James Augustine Aloysius
  Ulysses.

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.

-Nabokov,Vladimir
  Humbert Humbert. Lolita, pt.1, ch.1.