Jake went in, aware that he had, for the first time in three weeks, opened a door without hoping madly to find… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Nothing should be used anywhere that is not edible. We should not clean our house with substances that are toxic carcinogens. It's… — Horst Rechelbacher Copy Share Image
I want to be inside you so badly, Grace,” he whispered. “I want to feel your legs wrapped around me, feel your… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
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You are my beauty, my body, perfected. All I was drained off into you. When you left, my health went with you… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
Who's this—alone with stone and sky? It's only my old dog and I— It's only him; it's only me; Alone with stone… — Siegfried Sassoon Copy Share Image
The sweet smell of success is no perfume for a woman. Say it's old-fashioned, say it's corny, but, as far as I… — Rod Taylor Copy Share Image
By Interstate 70: a dog skeleton, a vacuum cleaner, TV dinners, a doll, a pie, rolls of carpet.Later, next to the South… — Robert Adam Copy Share Image
I don't believe in publishers who wish to butter their bannocks on both sides while they'll hardly allow an author to smell… — Amanda McKittrick Ros Copy Share Image
Outside it's a perfect spring night. We stand on the sidewalk in front of our apartment building, and Henry takes my hand,… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
There is something about the aroma of fresh books that's totally intoxicating. A new book has a certain clean, crisp smell full… — Debra Ginsberg Copy Share Image
Wine give strenght to weary men. and And wine can of their wits the wise beguile. Make the sage frolic, and the… — Homer Copy Share Image
“The soft aroma of old worn cotton from a linen chest, the lingering smell of tobacco on an angora sweater; Jergen's hand… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
We old bachelors smell like dogs, do we? So be it. But I must take issue with your claim that doctors who… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
Three miles long and two streets wide, the town curls around the bay ... a gaudy run with Mediterranean splashes of color,… — Norman Mailer Copy Share Image
Perfumes are the feelings of flowers, and as the human heart, imagining itself alone and unwatched, feels most deeply in the night-time,… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Don't you love being alive?" asked Miranda. "Don't you love weather and the colors at different times of the day, and all… — Katherine Anne Porter Copy Share Image
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I love the outdoors and looking at snakes, squirrels, bugs - just going through the woods and being part of it. You… — Boo Weekley Copy Share Image
During the course of the seven years I played scenes with an oil slick, I played a scene with a grain of… — Patrick Stewart Copy Share Image
“I turn the water all the way hot, turn my back to the water, and I take it. I close my eyes… — Adam Berlin Copy Share Image
Sometimes when she is able to spend the night with him they are wakened by the three minarets of the city beginning… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
Well in two months, it'd be sunbathing time. That made me smile. I enjoyed lying in the sun in a little bikini,… — Charlaine Harris Copy Share Image
Magic is really only the utilization of the entire spectrum of the senses. Humans have cut themselves off from their senses. Now… — Michael Scott Copy Share Image
When a child’s life is full of sights, sounds, tastes, smells, textures, people and places, he will learn. When he feels safe… — Sandra Dodd Copy Share Image
I'm not asking you to describe the rain falling the night the archangel arrived; I'm demanding that you get me wet. Make… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
“He looked up at the dark line of trees and breathed in slowly, smelling wild garlic, mulched leaves, a fox den somewhere… — Lawrence Norfolk Copy Share Image
“Results for "I looked as respectable as the bum they were booking. I fancied I smelled better, but perhaps not. I've noticed… — Sue Grafton Copy Share Image
“Then he reached to an even higher shelf and brought down another plastic grocery bag, this one from Tesco, which is decidedly… — David Sedaris Copy Share Image
An author accepting language's invitation to dance steps onto the floor of his her sensibility-charged consciousness and begins to move instinctively--even if… — Aberjhani Copy Share Image
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I detest my past, and anyone else's. I detest resignation, patience, professional heroism and obligatory beautiful feelings. I also detest the decorative… — Rene Magritte Copy Share Image
Always was Morocco. And recently the country's leadership seems to have embraced it in all its ill-reputed glory. The days of predatory… — Anthony Bourdain Copy Share Image
When a herd of cattle see a strange object, they are not satisfied till each one has sniffed it; and the horse… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
“Scientists still know very little about how the olfactory cortex in the brain converts impulses from receptors into conscious senses of smell.… — Jo Nesbø Copy Share Image
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We praise Him, we bless Him, we adore Him, we glorify Him, and we wonder who is that baritone across the aisle… — John Cheever Copy Share Image
How did you find me anyway." "For all that I must keep reminding you that I am not a bloodhound, it's true… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I've just been playing the Trout Quintet on the phonograph. Listening to the andantino makes me want to be a trout myself.… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
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