Quotes About Scent

The poet Hesiod says of Eurynome, in a fragment from the eighth century BC: "A marvelous scent rose from her silvern raiment as she moved, and beauty was wafted from her eyes." No one has ever said anything as wonderful as that about me.

I love the smell of rain and growing things.

Make me a fragrance that smells like love

It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.

He smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were something delicious.

He smelled of warm, sleepy male. She had forgotten what a weirdly potent scent that was.

And as she walks, in a city of strangers, her nostrils filled with the scent of street food, her ears filled with an unfamiliar language, she feels something unexpected wash through her. She feels connected, alive.

John Mandrake was an attractive young man, and the scent of power hung about him, sweet and intoxicating, like honeysuckle in the evening air.

I'm sure there are wolves around. Savage ones. They'll be drawn by the scent. You'll open the window and find me gone. Just my trainers left, with my little feet inside them.

The sound of a huge yawn came close to Jaypaw's ear, and Cloudtail's scent wafted over him. "Why don't you get moving?" he mumbled. "Then every cat can get a bit more sleep." "No chance." Dustpelt spoke sharply nearby. "You're coming with me and Sandstorm on the dawn patrol." "Mouse dung!" Cloudtail muttered.

tracked the kits' trail and it met another. The heather was drenched with Tom's scent. Turtle Tail recognized it at once.

Sandstorm's sweet scent all around him.

Their minds were filled with green flashes from running through the woods, a mixture of prey-scent and falling leaves and their own fearless pride.

Tigerstar's whiskers twitched. "I can't think of anything better. We've put up with ThunderClan long enough. It'll be good to have a new Clan on our border." He eyed Bramblestar mischievously. Bramblestar huffed. "ThunderClan will enjoy a break from ShadowClan as well." "You'll miss our scent markers!" Strikestone called from the gathered cats. Amused purrs rippled through the Clans.

She felt the warmth of Bramblestar's check and breathed in his scent.

I remember every stone, every tree, the scent of heather... Even when the thunder growled in the distance, and the wind swept up the valley in fitful gusts, oh, it was beautiful, home sweet home.

She tucked a vial of perfume into her purse, to apply when she was outside the apartment

For a while I just sat there reveling in the pure pleasure of his touch. The scent of him was still in the air. I didn't want to breathe and risk dispelling the traces of him all around me.

I like darker, mysterious scents and things that reflect my personality.

A change of season calls for a change of scent that is both energizing and refreshing.

she smoked so much she smelled like tobacco even after a shower, like if she slit her skin, menthol vapor would ooze out. He'd come to like it, it smelled like comfort and home to him, the way warm bread might to someone else.

It is one of those big-smelling days, when people bring the outdoors in with them, the scent of rain on their sleeves, in their hair.

never entirely erased the stink, though—she must have one rank pussy)

It seemed odd that a man's smell should cling in the folds of a curtain so long after the man himself had become dead matter, a gas, a decay.