How could I have known that murder can sometimes smell…

It was a hot afternoon and I can still remember the smell of honeysuckle all along the street. How can I have known that…

— Billy Wilder

“You smell like honeysuckle. You likin' ole Jack now?" "I never stopped liking you. Even when you were warding me away with the power…

— Kresley Cole

“I didn't know then that the sweet life could be like honeysuckle smothering a barbed-wire fence.”

— Anne Lovett

“John Mandrake was an attractive young man, and the scent of power hung about him, sweet and intoxicating, like honeysuckle in the evening air.”

— Jonathan Stroud

“Sadness softened her nasal twang, that ubiquitous accent that had drifted out of the Appalachian hills and hollows, across the southern plains, across the…

— James Crumley

For Tommy, on that hot and empty afternoon, was in a state of mind in which grown-up people go away and write books about…

— Anonymous

“When K & I returned to the gingerbread house after taking Nana home, I was beyond exhausted. But I couldn't sleep, not for a…

— Felicia Luna Lemus

“Everywhere the grain stood ripe and the hot afternoon was full of the smell of the ripe wheat, like the smell of bread baking…

— Willa Cather

“The ANZACs, clinging lost and leaderless to the hillsides, began, as the hot afternoon gave way to grey drizzle, to experience their martyrdom.”

— John Keegan

“I want to write a book again,” I said to Sam on a blazingly hot afternoon on the veranda of the Red Tin Roof.”

— Jacques Pauw

“I remember standing against the bar in Budapest’s airport with a couple of workmates, some chaps from McLaren too, waiting for our homeward flight…

— Steve Matchett

“You can never stay angry too long in the bush though. At least, that's what I think. It's not that it's soothing or restful,…

— John Marsden

Maybe we adults idealize our own red-rover days, the hot afternoons spent playing games that required no coaches, eating foods that involved no nutrition,…

— Nancy Gibbs

Everybody's playing the game but nobody's rules are the same... Never make a promise or plan. Take a little love where you can... Never…

— Tim Rice

“My uncle Alex Vonnegut, a Harvard-educated life insurance salesman who lived at 5033 North Pennsylvania Street, taught me something very important. He said that…

— Kurt Vonnegut