That nameless and infinitely delicate aroma of inexpressible tenderness and attentiveness which, in every refined and honorable attachment, is contemporary with the… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
They stood brow to brow, brown to white, black to black, he supporting her elbows, she playing her limp light fingers over… — Vladimir Mayakovsky Copy Share Image
The goal in tasting wine is not to "find" the same aromas and flavors some other taster is describing. If you hone… — Marvin Shanken Copy Share Image
I believe in the flesh and the appetites, Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Happiness consists not of having, but of being; not of possessing, but of enjoying. It is a warm glow of the heart… — David O. McKay Copy Share Image
A flower's fragrance declares to all the world that it is fertile, available, and desirable, its sex organs oozing with nectar. Its… — Diane Ackerman Copy Share Image
Construed as turf, home just seems a provisional claim, a designation you make upon a place, not one it makes on you.… — Richard Ford Copy Share Image
The first century money changers were in the temple, but they didn't have the spirit of the temple... They were out of… — Jim Cymbala Copy Share Image
“In those days you could identify a person's nationality by smell. Lying on her back with eyes closed, Desdemona could detect the… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
In times that are dark and God seems far [away], I look for him in small ways - the innocent laughter of… — Anne Marie Miller Copy Share Image