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Quotes About Fragrance

Now that the lilacs are in bloom She has a bowl of lilacs in her room
~ T.S. Eliot
Blown hair is sweet, brown hair over the mouth blown, Lilac and brown hair;
~ T.S. Eliot
And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices in the lost lilac and the lost sea voices and the weak spirit quickens to rebel for the bent golden-rod and the lost sea smell quickens to recover.
~ T.S. Eliot
Is it perfume from a dress That makes me so digress?
~ T.S. Eliot
There's no memory you can wrap in camphor But the moths will get in.
~ T.S. Eliot
The promise was a strong tie, hard, but I knew where I stood. If it's gone, I don't know where I am. When there's a strong scent in the spring twilight, I know least of all.
~ Tarjei Vesaas
It's Eau d'Orange Verte," she said. "Hermès.
~ Ted Bell
Mi único diálogo verdadero es con este jarrito verde." Estudiaba el comportamiento extraordinario del mate, la respiración de la yerba fragantemente levantada por el agua y que con la succión baja hasta posarse sobre sí misma, perdido todo brillo y todo perfume a menos que un chorrito de agua la estimule de nuevo, pulmón argentino de repuesto para solitarios y tristes.
~ Julio Cortazar
La besaron tanto entre Inés y su madre que le quedó la cara como caminada, blanda y oliendo a rouge y polvo rachel de Coty, húmeda alrededor de la boca, un asco que el viento le sacó de un manotazo.
~ Julio Cortazar
She smells fresh, like the shadow under trees.
~ Julio Cortazar
respirando confundidos, las bocas se encuentran y luchan tibiamente, mordiéndose con los labios, apoyando apenas la lengua en los dientes, jugando en sus recintos donde un aire pesado va y viene con un perfume viejo y un silencio.
~ Julio Cortazar
She smelled like herself, like the wind through a tree.
~ Junot Diaz
Eustace remembered a day like this one: spring on the cusp of summer, the earth unclenching its fist, thick green leaves, rich with fragrance, fattening the trees. A
~ Justin Cronin
She was not a woman given to physical expressions of affection – although he felt that she cared deeply about the people she loved. One of Laurent's lasting memories of Catherine is her scent, for she always wore Miss Dior – every day, whether she was working in the garden or harvesting her roses.
~ Justine Picardie
Surely with mankind the appreciation of flowers must have been coeval with the poetry of love. Where better than in a flower, sweet in its unconsciousness, fragrant because of its silence, can we image the unfolding of a virgin soul? The primeval man in offering the first garland to his maiden thereby transcended the brute. He became human in thus rising above the crude necessities of nature. He entered the realm of art when he perceived the subtle use of the useless.
~ Kakuz? Okakura
I met David Beckham - now he was a good one to tell my mates about. I was at the launch of his new fragrance. I introduced myself but he said he knew who I was and knew my songs.
~ Thomas Grennan
Jasmine is just the most delicate and beautiful scent.
~ Natalie Portman
Virtue is like precious odors—most fragrant when they are incensed or crushed.
~ Francis Bacon
A good name is like a precious ointment; it filleth all around about, and will not easily away; for the odors of ointments are more durable than those of flowers.
~ Francis Bacon
The night was still, of a milk-warm loveliness. Moonlight sprayed silver on the shining camphor- leaves; late orange-blossom swathed the cottage in a perfume so dense that it could almost be felt. The spirit of Meerlust had never been more subtly intoxicating.
~ Francis Brett Young
I want the flower and fruit of a man; that some fragrance be wafted over from him to me, and some ripeness flavor our intercourse.
~ Henry David Thoreau
If the day and night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal - that is your success.
~ Henry David Thoreau
There is no odor so bad as that which arises from goodness tainted.
~ Henry David Thoreau
Little is to be expected of that day, if it can be called a day, to which we are not awakened by our Genius, but by the mechanical nudgings of some servitor, are not awakened by our own newly acquired force and aspirations from within, accompanied by the undulations of celestial music, instead of factory bells, and a fragrance filling the air--to a higher life than we fell asleep from; and thus the darkness bear its fruit, and prove itself to be good, no less than the light.
~ Henry David Thoreau