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Quotes About Stench

Mark and the old soldier were about a mile away from the village when the stench of death hit them like a fresh wave of unbearable heat.
~ James Dashner
He was trying to marshal his arguments for proving that he did not now constitute a mental-health hazard himself. He was far from certain about this – his mind seemed to be full of noise, horses, smoke, and the stench of blood.
~ Douglas Adams
Screams powering down to sobbing. The sickly stench of charred flesh made it across in ribbons to where I lay. It was like a homecoming.
~ Richard K. Morgan
It'd taken another half hour under the shower to peel his throbbing eyes open and get rid of the stench of cheap whiskey and even cheaper cigars.
~ Alexandra Ivy
A very ancient and fish-like smell.
~ William Shakespeare
You have debased my child....You have made him a laughingstock of intelligence...a stench in the nostrils of the gods of the ionosphere.
~ Lee De Forest
It's the kind of stink that would turn a buzzard vegan.
~ Richard Kadrey
God, it stinks," I said, hand over my nose as he pulled me into a long step. Al strode forward, head high. "It's the stench of bureaucracy, my itchy-witch, and why I chose to go into human resources when but a wee lad.
~ Kim Harrison
The mind Is so hospitable, taking in everything Like boarders, and you don't see until It's all over how little there was to learn Once the stench of knowledge has dissipated.
~ John Ashbery
There were piles of horse manure in the entrance court and noisome heaps of refuse that would not bear investigating on the street outside the kitchen door. In some wings the stench of chamber pots was pervasive; in others the odor was unidentifiable and indescribable, but just as overpowering.
~ Jennifer Blake
A spray of burning tobacco flew into the air, followed by furious slaps and the stench of scorched wool. Once Holmes was sure he was not about to go up in flames, he turned to the driver in a fury.
~ Laurie R. King
I remember the stink of corruption. It had a kind of sweetness to it, a sweetness that'd make you want to hurl.
~ Mark Lawrence
The courtroom atmosphere was stale with that psychic stench which comes from packed humans whose emotions are roused to a high pitch of excitement.
~ Erle Stanley Gardner
He was not used to the smell of dragon breath, which is best described as a combination of the stench of burning rubber and the stink of old socks, with overtones of a hamster cage in dire need of a cleaning.
~ Angie Sage
Broccoli, when overboiled, produces a sulfuric stench that causes children to gag the instant they enter the house.
~ Kate Christensen
Bobby Petrino slinks through coaching jobs with the stench and trustworthiness of expired mayonnaise.
~ Sean Evans
At the city gates a corpse or two hung, moldering, from the municipal gallows. Within the walls, there were the usual dirty streets, the customary gamut of smells, from wood smoke to excrement, from geese to incense, from baking bread to horses, swine and unwashed humanity. Peasants
~ Aldous Huxley
The night stank and was loud with flies.
~ Aldous Huxley
Yr had a region called the Fear-bog. Lactamaeon had taken her there once to see the monsters and corpses of her nightmares accumulating there from year after year of terrifying dreams. They had swum through the almost solid ground. She had said, What is that awful stench? Shame and secrecy, Bird-one, shame and secrecy , he had answered.
~ Joanne Greenberg
Isern squelched up the bank with Rikke's dripping trousers. 'Clean as new snow! Your only stench now shall be of youth and disappointment.
~ Joe Abercrombie
Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows - dear stench.
~ Anne Carson
Why do you need to see him? (Remi) Wolf business, and the last time I sniffed, which I'm trying real hard not to do 'cause the stench of you assholes is rough on my heightened sense of smell, you're a bear. Grab his hide and send it over. (Fury)
~ Sherrilyn Kenyon
You can't smell shite in this cesspit of cheap alcohol, oversprayed perfume, and animal stench. (Dare) Oh see, there you're wrong. I live in this cesspit. Picking out the scent of shit is my specialty, and, Brother, you reek of it. So if I were you, I'd tell me what you did, or I'm going to turn you in to the Peltier bears. (Fury)
~ Sherrilyn Kenyon
And then the purring began again—the goddamned cat—and I looked down to see her rolling on the carpet beside the dark mess, as if the smell were catnip to her, and not the stench of the putrefying bodily fluids of a decomposing corpse.
~ Elizabeth Haynes