Quotes from Patrick Süskind

Hem düÅŸündüm ki, senin fark?na varmas? için yanl?? çalmak zorundaysan, o zaman hiç fark?na varmas?n, daha iyi. Görüyor musunuz, ben böyleyim.

Se dio cuenta de que en el fondo podía contar a la gente todo cuanto quería; una vez había ganado su confianza -y confiaban en él tras el primer aliento con que inhalaban su aroma artificial-, se lo creían todo.

Virtually drowning in himself, he could not for the life of him smell himself.

So spoke Grenouille the Great and, while the peasantry of scent danced and celebrated beneath him, he glided with wide-stretched wings down from his golden clouds, across the nocturnal fields of his soul, and home to his heart.

Cet homme paraissait être tellement fatigué de sa vie qu'il ne voulait même pas vivre ses dernières heures éveillé.

What he coveted was the odor of certain human beings: that is, those rare humans who inspire love. These were his victims.

Pride and overexuberance led to last-minute mistakes, it was always happening in fairy-tales, the heroes wrecked the happiness they thought was securely in their grasp!

El olor de mar le gustaba tanto, que deseaba respirarlo puro algún día y en grandes cantidades, a fin de embriagarse de él.

El objetivo de sus cacerías era poseer todo cuanto el mundo le pudiera ofrecer … y la única condición que ponía era que fuesen nuevos.

Grenouille's mother, however, perceived the odor neither of the fish nor of the corpses, for her sense of smell had been utterly dulled, besides which her belly hurt, and the pain deadened all susceptibility of sensate impressions.

El terror que ahora le atenazaba era el de ignorar algo de sí mismo y se trataba de una especie opuesta a la anterior, ya que de este no podía escapar, sino que debía hacerle frente.

Aveva un odore semplice, il mare, ma nello stesso tempo così vasto e unico nel suo genere, che Grenouille esitava a suddividerlo in odore di pesce, di sale, di acqua, di alga, di fresco e così via. Preferiva lasciare intatto l'odore del mare, lo custodiva intero nella memoria e lo godeva indiviso. L'odore del mare gli piaceva tanto che avrebbe desiderato una volta averlo puro, non mescolato e in quantità tale da potersene ubriacare.

For here, inside the crypt, was where he truly lived. Which is to say, for well over twenty hours a day in total darkness and in total silence and in total immobility, he sat on his horse blanket at the end of the stony corridor, his back resting on the rock slide, his shoulders wedged between the rocks and enjoyed himself.

He had learned to extend the journey from his mental notion of a scent to the finished perfume by way of writing down the formula.

Öyle insanlar tan?yorum ki,içlerinde büyük bir evren gizlidir,ölçülemez boyutlarda bir ÅŸey. Ama ortaya ç?karmak olas? deÄŸil. Kesinlikle deÄŸil.

Benim neye ihtiyac?m var, biliyor musunuz? Bana hep, ele geçiremeyeceÄŸim bir kad?n gerek. Ama "onu" ele geçiremediÄŸime göre, kad?na da ihtiyac?m yok demektir.

Bir düÅŸünün hele, bundan yüz y?l önce olan ya da böyle bir buluÅŸ konusu olan bir ÅŸey, bugün art?k bir Allah'?n kulunu bile heyecanland?ramayacak kadar s?radan hale geliyor.

He was finally able to bask in his own existence; and he found it splendid.

If we want to discuss love, which after all we believe is something very special, it is not much help for someone to explain that it represents a universal basic principle governing the tides and the digestive system alike. He might as well tell us that death is a thermodynamic phenomenon affecting both the amoeba and a black hole in the constellation of Pegasus - and he would still have told us nothing.

No podía oler la falta de olor del niño y no esperaba ninguna emoción de él porque su propia alma estaba sellada.

Siempre había creído que era del mundo en general de lo que tenia que apartarse, pero ahora lo veía claro no se trataba del mundo, si no de los seres humanos. Al parecer, en el mundo, en el mundo sin hombres, la vida era soportable

Sus excrementos era todo lo que daba al mundo; ni una sonrisa, ni un grito, ni un destello en la mirada, ni siquiera el propio olor.

People even travelled to Lapland, up there in the North, with its eternal ice and savages who gorged themselves on raw fish.

era realmente demasiado agradable, casi su número favorito entre todos los representantes en el escenario de su gran teatro interior, porque comunicaba la maravillosa sensación de agotamiento placentero que sigue a todo acto verdaderamente grande y heroico.