Quotes About Scent

he smelled of something I do not know the name of which Father often smells of when he comes home from work.

Özgürlük kokusu bahar çiçekleri gibi güzeldi.

She lifted the book to her nose and inhaled the scent lingering in its cardboard bones: a hint of rosewater and Lysol that instantly genie-summoned the Blue Moon Lodge. It was Winnemucca condensed, this book, the only thing she owned that could still predictably take her from here to there.

So swift, silent and furtive were his movements like those of a trained bloodhound picking out a scent, that I could not but think what a terrible criminal he would have made had he turned his energy and sagacity against the law instead of exerting them in its defense.

Gera smiled in satisfaction. "The trick to wearing perfume correctly is to only apply enough that if someone else can smell it, they'd better be intimate with you. A fragrance should never linger without you in an area after you've left it. Rather it should be a subtle reminder that only stays on your pillow or clothes, and only when your lover's face is buried in them." That

Honeysuckle and jasmine!" I exclaim in sudden recognition. I have the Jo Malone bath oil at home.

Love is the fragrance of a rose we call humankind.

I smell like brett riley

Or do Mafeking Night and the rest stand in the place of the secret and personal–in the place of what cannot be told and must perish with us–moments when for no reason that we can understand–a warm evening, the scent of leaves, a cock crowing far away–all the air becomes distended with grief. A moment such as this.

It left a tuft of wool behind, caught on the matted grasses. I plucked it, and held it to my nose. It had that spicy scent of Keir's. I twirled it in my fingers, and smiled when I realized that Keir smelled like a goat.

Give me peaches like burning clouds. I'll pare those globes until dawn. The syrup will linger on my fingers like your scent. Let me escape my own insistence.

The stringent scent of cleaner washes out past us.

The wood smoke gave the whole place the scent of autumn

the scent of overpriced coffee was like the armpit of God.

The place smelled male, not the metal-and-soap maleness of a locker room nor the malt-and-sawdust maleness of an old-time corner saloon, but the leather-and-oiled-wood maleness of a city club, as finished and self-consistent as the ash of a fine cigar. At sight of the skirted figure stalking him, the sole visible attendant took refuge behind a showcase; surely a giraffe, were it a male one, would have startled him less.

He smelled like the soap she bought for guests. It made her happy, as if she owned a small part of him. As if she had changed him.

You know, I've got 1,000 candles in a closet in my home in Atlanta, and I suppose that is excessive. But I'll tell you what: it's the best-smelling closet you've ever been in in your life.

Their color slowly faded from out of the flowers; but their scent lingered to honey the air he breathed.

the scent in the barn unexpectedly pleasant, what with those little bursts of chrysanthemum extract and rosemary oil to keep the flies at bay.

scent is the only sense that bypasses the brain and thought centers and goes directly to the limbic system?

Hygiene is for people like me; I've reached an age where I can no longer afford to smell like myself.

I like individual scents on a girl, so you always recognize her and you keep her separate from other people in your head. I really love Egyptian musk. I've even gone to the mall and sprayed perfumes and just smelled them. I'm creepy. So creepy.

I love my fragrance like I love my records. My perfume is myself.

Le parfum de l'âme, c'est le souvenir. C'est la partie la plus délicate, la plus suave du coeur, qui se détache pour embrasser un autre coeur et le suivre partout. L'affection d'un absent n'est plus qu'un parfum, mais qu'il est doux.