Quotes About Smell

Outside the bus the smell of sulphur hit Bond with sickening force. It was a horrible smell, from somewhere down in the stomach of the world.

Bond smelt the smell of danger.

Ah, mirosul am?rui al pielii unei alte persoane, acest veÅŸmânt menit s? ascund? miezul de fecale.

Dali blinked at me. Would you mind making coffee while you're dancing? I smell it on the bottom shelf, either first or second jar on the left. I opened the first jar and looked inside. Coffee. The label said BORAX. What's up with the labels? Dali shrugged. You're in the house of a cat whose job is to spy. He thinks he's clever. I'd be careful with the silverware drawer. There might be a bomb in it.

Wiggles hissed as I crossed the floor toward the throne. She fixed me with her empty hateful eyes and smelled the air, her long tongue shivering through the slit of the lipless mouth. Nice to see you too, sweetheart. Remember my cattle prod?

They say that our sense of smell is one of the strongest triggers of memories. Of course, our sense of smell is integral to our sense of taste, so it is no surprise, then, that in a life full of moving and traveling, food has always been a source of familiar comfort for me.

I have trouble with seafood because it tastes like a dock.

The action films I will make in the future will be more believable and character-based. I am now on my second cycle of fame, and I want to make films that smell real and are truthful.

Sort of desolate, decayed, the smell of - I don't want to dramatise it - but death, you know. That is what it feels like, no-man's-land, and it is not a nice place to be.

Ruthan Gudd drew off his gambeson and paused to luxuriate in the sudden escape from unbearable heat as his sweat-slicked skin cooled. 'Well,' said Skanarow from her cot, 'that woke me up.' 'My godlike physique?' 'The smell, Ruthan.

he could see the darkness pulse, and the smell of decay had thickened to a stench.

Felisin ducked as something winged past her, leaving in its wake a musty, dead smell.

The woman smelled of heavy Oriental scent, which, to him, failed to conceal the clinging aroma of flesh past its prime.

A ground mist, morning white, hid all but a suggestion of landscape. A dreamer could imagine green fields might be there, trees with leaves, even animals moving slowly over the grass. Concentrate hard enough and the smell of living plants might be conjured up. A psychic could probably manage it, someone good with ghosts. Leila Saatchi knew better.

He seemed the epitome of the golden prince, but she could smell a danger in him, something that moved slowly and purposefully beneath the surface of his manner.

Oh aye. Smells like she´s eaten a pickled skunk. Hungover isn´t the word. I´ve seen people looking healthier after they´ve passed post-mortemed." (Rennie about Steel )

Later, just before she drifted off to sleep, Jess realized the ghastly fact that, just as she had assumed that Edouard smelt disgusting, Edouard's first impression of her would have been that she did. The only difference was that she really had . It was not the greatest start to their relationship.

I've always loved books. I'm passionate about them. I think books are sexy. They are smooth and solid and contain delightful surprises. They smell good. They fit into a handbag and can be carried around and opened at will. They don't change. They are what they are and nothing else. One day I want to own a lot of books and have them nbear to me in my house, so that I can stroll to my bookshelves and choose what I fancy. I want a harem. I shall keep my favourites by my bed.

Kiriwar: "I thought I smelled shit stinking up the hallway." Shiki: "I butchered a hyena...maybe that's why. That's what you do to a dog that betrays its master's wishes, right?

One little known fact: The water that spouts out of a whale's blowhole in such a picturesque way reeks like the most toxic fart imaginable.

It's filled with... baking soda. Because it really smells.

Brains don't really smell, but what's amazing about the brain is that it's almost like scrambled eggs or soft tofu, almost like a gel. The brain controls so much of what we do, but you could put your finger right through it.

We share our planet quite naturally with a permanent aeroplankton; a buoyant ecology too soft to hear, too small to see, but heavy with mood and meaning. Imagine being aware of all these airy inclusions - and you can begin to understand how it might feel to be able to smell really well.

Smell is something that attracts me instantly. So if the guy smells nice, there is an instant attraction.