Quotes About Smell

With a flick of her hand, Sabine wove an illusion. Suddenly she and Lanthe both looked like patients. We'll create a stampede of humans and run out into the night with them. Lanthe shook her head. The Vrekeners will scent us. Sabine blinked at her. Lanthe, have you not smelled my humans?

It is half dawn and half dark and in my drunken dreams I smell flowers and hear a skylark...

Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.

Death doesn't like the old. Their acrid smell, their tough skin, their gaze worn out from used-up dreams, their beaten-dog spines… Death hates that! Whatever else you can say about Death, it likes them young. Death is a dirty old man.

Just looking at the outside of the library made Robin lose herself for a minute, remembering the feel of libraries. There was that special smell made up of paper, ink, and dust; the busy hush; the endless luxury of thousands of unread books. Best of all was the eager itch of anticipation as you went out the door with your arms loaded down with books. Libraries had always seemed almost too good to be true.

She's an old lady from times back. Her clothes have the smell of her sheep and that rusty smell of the ancient trunk in which she keeps her things.

I've always been a monster,' Scapegrace told her, 'but now, finally, my physical for reflects my inner darkness.' 'You smell terrible.' 'That's the smell of evil.' 'It's like rancid meat and bad eggs.' 'Evil," Scapegrace insisted.

Spring is here and love is in the air...or maybe it's the smell of fertilizer being sprinkled on my neighbor's lawn. -The Dog House, March

Vinegar: that's what fear smells like.

He didn't sound afraid, but I smelled that he was. Vinegar: that's what fear smells like.

The air smelled of sweet ocean, a special thing. As a little girl she'd identified a half dozen ways the sea could smell, briny or fishy or sandy or green. A few times each summer, for reasons she couldn't explain, the breeze smelled of molasses, dark and sweet. ….

I judge people on how they smell, not how they look.

she swore she was breathing 1971 air—it smelled like dust and cigarettes and long-faded perfume. Like ghosts, if ghosts had a smell.

With his mouth open, he gave off that alcoholic smell that you get from an old brandy cask when you take out the bung.

For one moment the morning took you far out into vague chill, but your body snatched you back into its cosiness, back to the waiting dogs on the hill top. They could not follow out there, their world was walled, their noses trailed the earth. What a dog cannot hear or smell he distrusts; unless objects are close or move he does not observe them. His nature is to confirm what he sees by his sense of sound or of smell.

Try to schedule routine vet visits for your cats at the same time. That way, they all smell similar after being handled by clinic staff.

If these were the foresmellings, I expected nothing less than fully ripe putrescence by, say, ten o'clock.

Australia smelt of apples. Ripe, green, crisp apples. A smell so sharp and sweet it made my teeth tingle.

There's the smell of the devil's mischievousness, a pitchfork in your ass and sulfur in your mouth. The Bastard's there, all right, don't doubt it.

I smell of sweat. I don't like people smelling of all these weird things. I think deodorant is disgusting.

My weirdest scent association is probably Axe Body Spray, because every boy I know wears that stuff, and the smell is so specific! And the loud noise when you spray it! My little brother used to wear it, and the whole house would reek of it for days.

There are four Powers: memory and intellect, desire and covetousness. The two first are mental and the others sensual. The three senses: sight, hearing and smell cannot well be prevented; touch and taste not at all.

It wasn't until last year that I figured out the problem: I just don't love competitive golf. What I love is the game itself. I love being outdoors, practicing, and smelling the freshly cut grass at 6:00 a.m. as the sun rises. But I didn't love travel, or pressure, or the mean-spiritedness of my competitors.

There are about 700 flavors that you can smell, but only five you can taste. A lot of times what you're perceiving as flavor has nothing to do with palette, but it's more to do with scents.