Quotes About Aroma

Coffee is a vital element of a first-rate day.

Her knuckles smelled of garlic and, faintly, that sleepy, buttery-toast scent my brain was already beginning to recognize.

She could smell herself: rich, sleek, ready.

She loved the firm pressure of Gwladus's hand on her crown, the steady strokes of the brush, and the scent of dried lavender and spicy tansy rising from her skirts.

Her scent-earthy and light, like the smell of crisp baby carrots when you first pull them from the ground-mixed with that of sawdust and leaf mold.

For someone grieving, cook with chives, ginger, coriander, and rosemary. Theirs is the pungent flavor, which draws grief up and out of the body and releases it into the air.

Parsley is gharsley.

A nickel will get you on the subway, but garlic will get you a seat.

This coffee tastes like mud! Well, it was ground this morning.

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There's something about you that smells a little of a Christian priest. I find it offensive.

At night, low hearths will send up wispy curls of smoke fragrant with a dozen dinners, and darkness will clothe the land.

She pulled the cork and sniffed it. "What's in it?" "Sunlight," I said. "And a smile, and a question.

She smelled like road dust, and honey, and the smell the air holds seconds before a heavy summer rain.

Odours have a power of persuasion stronger than that of words, appearances, emotions or will. The persuasive power of an dour cannot be fended off, it enters into us like breath into our lungs, it fills us up, imbues us totally. There is no remedy for it.

Odours have a power of persuasion stronger than that of words, appearances, emotions or will. The persuasive power of an odour cannot be fended off, it enters into us like breath into our lungs, it fills us up, imbues us totally. There is no remedy for it.

A babe whose feet smell of fresh butter, of bodily smells of pancakes and milky goodness and "where the hair makes a cowlick" smells like caramel, so sweet.

Hay en el perfume una fuerza de persuasión más fuerte que las palabras, el destello de las miradas, los sentimientos y la voluntad. La fuerza de persuasión del perfume no se puede contrarrestar, nos invade como el aire invade nuestros pulmones, nos llena, nos satura, no existe ningún remedio contra ella

Palpitava-lhe a extraordinária sensação de que esse aroma seria a chave para ordenar todos os aromas, que não entenderia nada de aromas se não se tivesse entendido esse; e ele Grenoiulle teria desperdiçado a vida se não conseguisse pegá-lo. Precisava tê-lo, não pela mera posse, mas para sossego do seu coração.

Ka një fuqi bindëse aroma, e cila është më e madhe sesa fjalët, sesa pamja e jashtme, sesa ndjenja e dëshira. Fuqia bindëse e aromës nuk kundërshtohet dot, ajo futet brenda nesh ashtu si ajri në mushkëritë tona; ajo na mbush, na ngop plotësisht; kundër saj nuk ekziston asnjë mjet.

For people could close their eyes to greatness, to horrors, to beauty, and their ears to melodies or deceiving words. But they couldn't escape scent.

Odors have a power of persuasion stronger than that of words, appearances, emotions, or will. The persuasive power of an odor cannot be fended off, it enters into us like breath into our lungs, it fills us up, imbues us totally. There is no remedy for it.

Pink clouds of plum blossoms and their magnificent aroma languished in their wake, leaving a snow-drift of petals stuck to the windshield. They look like dead butterflies, she said, with a touch of sadness, and turned on the radio so she wouldn't start crying, so she could run away from there, escape from that burst of happiness into the bewitched halo of the bolero.

Fui dar uma olhadela à floresta-rainha, o Mayombe, claro. (...) fui apenas respirar um pouco aqueles ares e rever os desenhos das sombras nas folhagens das árvores descomunais. Só queria apreciar de novo as centenas de tonalidades do verde que transpareciam pelo sol e seus reflexos nos troncos indo do negro ao amarelo. Os antigos cheiros voltavam a brincar com o meu nariz, os cheiros da floresta nunca esquecem.