Quotes About Scent

I dug into my purse and pulled out a mini bottle of perfume, Serge Lutens's Féminité du Bois. Tart plum and sweet, spicy woods, but light and shimmery too. A

popular in the 1800s, people hadn't begun to equate scent with sex. However, Marissa doubted that an ad campaign would be built around ankle-length dresses. Unless Madonna agreed to pose in a bustle. She put her finger in the coin holder in the car and wiggled it around. A dollar thirty-seven. Not even enough for lunch. Ellen would have to fork over since she insisted

A good fragrance is really a powerful cocktail of memories and emotion.

A soaking rain had just stopped, and his boots sank deeply into the nitrogen-rich soil. The entire orchard smelled of wet wood and ripe fruit. It was a strong dizzying scent, and nothing else was quite like it- though his grandfather used to say this smell was identical to the limestone caves of Lower Normandy: cold and dripping, where cask upon cask of Calvados, the great fortified apple brandy of Norman lords, slept away the years.

His clean skin had a sweet earthy scent, like ripe roasted breadfruit, or warm oiled saddle leather. It was an evocative fragrance that rambled through her blood, at once comforting and licentious.

Then she remembered. The apple. Reaching over to her bag on the passenger seat with her right hand, left hand on the wheel, Grace grasped the apple like a baseball and brought it to her face. Again, she held it under her nose and took in its scent. Wow. Even with the wind blowing around her, the fragrance was full and lush and sweet- though not overtly, like so many of today's commercially bred grocery store apples, but deep, dark, sugared, as the night in a Caribbean cane field.

Her sweat was a potion, her scent elixir.

body odours are certainly affected by high levels of stress. Working too much; too many problems; no time for leisure, etcetera, can - on a subconscious level - be recognised in the way you smell. Love Professor - to Jennifer

They leave things behind sometimes, the guests. A bottle of scent. A crumpled handkerchief. A pearl button that fell off a dress and rolled under a bed. And sometimes they leave other sorts of things. Things you can't see. A sigh trapped in a corner. Memories tangled in the curtains. A sob fluttering against the windowpane like a bird that flew in and can't get back out. I can feel these things. They dart and crouch and whisper.

An ancient mustiness padded the air, tinged with with an acrid scent-a trace of the war between paper and oxygen, played out in slow inexorable burn that would one day crumble this empire to dust." -page 62

I judge people on how they smell, not how they look.

Per un istante, temendo di svenire a quell'odore di donna che ritrovava più caldo, moltiplicato, sotto il soffitto basso, si sedette sul bordo del divano imbottito, tra le due finestre. Ma si rialzò immediatamente, tornò accanto alla toeletta, senza guardare più niente, gli occhi vacui, ripensando a un mazzo di tuberose che una volta era appassito nella sua stanza e l'aveva fatto quasi morire. Le tuberose, quando si decompongono, hanno un odore umano.

faded blue flannel shirt, and he smelled so good, I kept lowering my head to his shoulder and breathing in the dark, rich scent hidden in the hollow of his throat.

Vernal Equinox The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies between me and my book; And the South Wind, washing through the room, Makes the candles quiver. My nerves sting at a spatter of rain on the shutter, And I am uneasy with the thrusting of green shoots Outside, in the night. Why are you not here to overpower me with your tense and urgent love?

Shadow vaulted from the car, and cleared the sprawled figure with one joyous leap. He found September's scent, and hop-scotched and bulldozed through snow so deep it scraped his belly. But the bloody paw prints left in his wake spelled a message of fear, hope, and determination that only good-dogs could read.

My weirdest scent association is probably Axe Body Spray, because every boy I know wears that stuff, and the smell is so specific! And the loud noise when you spray it! My little brother used to wear it, and the whole house would reek of it for days.

Tart and sweet, tinged with the faint scent of almonds and flowers, the Blenheim is the ideal apricot for both eating and preserving.

To attract men, I wear a perfume called ``New Car Interior.'

She can sniff it as she can sniff the pungency of the earth where it hides little treasures for the table; or the remains of the long-dead.

The aroma of kaf," Turak said, "is almost as enjoyable as the flavor.

A light breeze caught the scent of roses and ruffled tall calma bushes with their big red or white blossoms.

You talk in the language of the violets.

I favor the smell of sweet-grass. It always makes me think of my mother." "She was fond of it?" asked Anne. "Not that I knows on. Dunno's she ever saw any sweet-grass. No, it's because it has a kind of motherly perfume — not too young, you understand — something kind of seasoned and wholesome and dependable — jest like a mother.

He loved the way she smelled in the mornings; he liked to sniff at her shoulders or her throat.