Quotes About Scent

Her hair smelled like the Caribbean.

I also smell it on you.

Iggy: I'll grab a zebra; Gaz, you fill all the bubbles with your trademark scent. so people are choking and gagging; and let's throw beef jerky in their eyes! Now, that's a plan!

I want my room to smell just like this. Iggy inhaled deeply as the scents flame-broiled burgers and hot french fries wafted around us. 'it would be an improvement.' I agreed.

that palpable odor pumped out through the

When a skunk sprays, a lot of bystanders have to deal with the stink.

Givenchy Dahlia Noir perfume that wafted toward me.

I have a brief memory of his aftershave and a kiss good-bye. I

I've always loved to combine different scents to come up with my own unique thing.

There are no women who do not like perfume, there are women who have not found their scent.

Why are women wearing perfumes that smell like flowers to attract men? Men don't like flowers. I have a great idea for a scent that will attract men - how about "New Car Interior"?

The woman who has the best perfume is she who has none.

Women waste so much time wearing no perfume. As for me, in every step that I have taken in life, I have been accompanied by an exquisite perfume!

Perfume is the scent that pours out of a flower's soul when crushed.

She did think of him sometimes. Lying alone in a hospital bed at 2:00 a.m., or during bouts of writer's block. He'd appear on the fringes of her thoughts—no face, just a feeling. His warm, minty-vanilla scent. The rough softness of his skin, like velvet caressed against the grain.

Lizette always wore White Diamonds by Elizabeth Taylor, and Genevieve found the scent overwhelmingly glamorous but also soothing. That was her mom in a nutshell. White Diamonds.

A perfume ought to punch you right on the nose ... I'm not going to sniff for three days to see if it smell or not? it has to have body, and what gives perfume body is the most expensive thing there is.

After the leave-taking, there is the leaving. And once you have left, you discover the ten thousand things that you still carry - memories of touch, scent and sight.

I think a lot about the poems I wasn't able to write...I masturbrated...Solitude is essentially a matter of pride; you bury yourself in your own scent. The issue is the same for all real poets. If you've been happy for too long, you become banal. By the same token, if you've been unhappy for a long time, you lose your poetic power...Happiness and poverty can only coexist for the briefest time. Afterword either happiness coarsens the poet or the poem is so true it destroys his happiness.

Hand in hand, they crossed the little bridge over the river Sarp. Rayiha's hand in his was light and delicate as a bird. A cool breeze carried the scent of thyme and bay leaves over the murmuring water.

The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden, there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink-flowering thorn.

A rich smell of woodsmoke hung over the road.

The scent of these arm-pits is aroma finer than prayer...

A leitura está cheia de aromas.»