Quotes About Odor

The air smelled of salt and frying fish, of hot tar and honey, of incense and oil and sperm.

The hungrier one becomes, the clearer one's mind works— also the more sensitive one becomes to the odors of food.

You can't act like a skunk without someone's getting wind of it.

The place smelled like an incense farm married to a flower shop.

I don't know if it's scientifically possible, but I swear there's about six months' worth of trapped boy-farts in this room.

Many baseball fans look upon an umpire as a sort of necessary evil to the luxury of baseball, like the odor that follows an automobile.

The whole place reeked of tharra.

Self-esteem and self-contempt have specific odors; they can be smelled.

She smelled good: not an easy thing to accomplish in 1714.

Do you know what I'm saying, Shaftoe?" "Sir, no sir! But I do detect a strong odor of politics in the room now, sir!

Wassertorstrasse one week was much like another. Our leaky stuffy little attic smelt of cooking and bad drains. When the living-room stove was alight, we could hardly breathe; when

The vile smell made him cringe

smell of vomit and mold and decay. His lungs and nostrils ache. He can't breathe without gasping.

Madrigal sniffed herself. "I'm almost sure I don't smell." "Maybe not, but between shining cleanliness and not smelling, there is a vast gray area.

Just like an alley in New York -like every alley in the world, apparently- it smelled like cat pee.

Fish and Visitors stink in 3 days.

Let us leave this room, said Melancthe. It reeks of the brain.

He took a deep breath of air. Once again he caught a strangeness on the wind, neither pleasant nor unpleasant, neither odor nor perfume—just strange, and curiously exciting. "Superintendent, what's that smell? Casey noticed it too, the moment Sven opened the door." Armstrong hesitated. Then he smiled. "That's Hong Kong's very own, Mr. Bartlett. It's money.

I don't like hair spray in my hair.

Hatred, for the man who is not engaged in it, is a little like the odor of garlic for one who hasn't eaten any.

A man has his distinctive personal scent which his wife, his children and his dog can recognize. A crowd has a generalized stink. The public is odorless.

Some men give as little light in the world as a farthing tallow candle, and when they expire, leave as bad an odor behind them.

Looming visage noble American colonel. Courageous, renown of history, Colonel Sanders, image forever accompanied odor of sacrificial meat. Eternal flame offering wind savory perfume roasted flesh.

Stink for privacy, the new way to protect personal space. Intimidation by odor.