Quote by A.D. Miller

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

— Gabrielle Zevin

“He smelled of cigarettes and whiskey, the smell of Cambridge and youth.”

— Lily King

“My clothes from last night smell of smoke, alcohol, shame and regret.”

— Maritza Cosme

“He smelled good. Sweat and motorcycle and wintergreen. No stinking weed smoke.”

— Bryn Greenwood

“Chlorotic, with a sunken chest, he smoked incessantly, wore cheap shirts that had grayed in the wash, drank endless cups of sugary tea.”

— Donna Tartt

“cigarettes and alcohol.”

— N.R. Walker

“He smelled like a birthday party for small children, like vanilla, crêpe paper, soap, starch, and warm steam and cigarettes.”

— Eve Babitz

I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.

— Becca Fitzpatrick

“He smelled like grass and warm earth, like smoke and semen and horses.”

— George R.R. Martin

“It was fun watching the cigarette smoke develop into words until he saw what they said.”

— Kealan Patrick Burke

“I squinted from the thick tobacco smoke, the breath of cheap alcohol, and the sweet or very sour smells of wildly divergent hygiene. “Hey!”

— Kenneth C. Johnson

“A pall in the hall of cigarette smoke, lager, sweat, hairspray, Old Spice, Evening in Paris, Brut – all the good ones.”

— Andrew Matheson