Quotes About Aroma

I love super crispy, almost burned, snapping-crispy bacon.

Some men showed off their testosterone with the grip of their handshake, and others with their Sumatran dark roast.

Vimes awoke with a noseful of camel. There are far worse awakenings, but not as many as you might think.

There's just something about fresh tortillas.

I am a big fan of smelly cheeses but the rest of the family don't seem to be particularly keen on them.

I cook as much as I eat, and I like the aroma that comes out of a kitchen.

He leaned over and removed the lid, and some really wonderful smells steamed out. But I wasn't going to get excited, not this time, because it was probably Bambi in shallots or Nemo with fennel or—

smells like somebody's old socks wrapped around a dead skunk, at least this one did, and the wind was blowing this way.

Great wines have flavors—whatever those flavors are—that are precise, well defined, and expressive. Imagine

The delicious breath of rain was in the air.

His eyes were blazing and I swear I could smell the testosterone coming off him.

He smelled like smoke and laundered sheets left to dry in the sun.

an aggressively male cologne, a roofie of a cologne.

He could smell the lavender scent of the powder she dabbed under her arms, and his own fluids, and hers pungently intermingling.

The smell would have given me an erection if I'd still had testicles.

Sometimes I ask myself how autumn smells? My answer: it's the smell of the autumn leaves firework and red wine.

Une fois rentrés à l'hôtel nous nous plaisons à reconstituer sur une planche de l'armoire cette ordonnance de la pâtisserie et c'est un délice, quand nous en rouvrons la porte, de sentir la bouffée de ce chocolat qui s'épuise à petites bouchées.

Other tokens of maturity included a velvet choker of tiny pearls, the ginger tresses gathered at the nape and secured with an emerald clasp, three loose silver bracelets around a freckled wrist, and the fact that whenever she moved, the air about her tasted of rose water.

We were the only customers downstairs in the shop and there were no windows and only two dim bulbs, without shades. There was a pleasant soporific smell, as though the books had stolen most of the air.

I truly do feel like scent can change your mood and the feeling in a room.

There's nothing like a good cup of tea.

She smelled too. Like a 22 year old girl. He tried to place that smell but he couldn't. It seemed like a mixture of skin lotion and confidence.

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

What could smell better than supper being cooked by someone else?