How could I have known that murder can sometimes smell like honeysuckle? — Fred MacMurray Copy Share Image
“And of a Sunday swarm the folk Under the honeysuckle vine, Quaffing, the while they talk and smoke, The sun, the melody,… — Théophile Gautier Copy Share Image
“shade. Sweet-smelling Carolina allspice, with its reddish-black flowers, lilacs, honeysuckle and” — Andrea Wulf Copy Share Image
“I didn't know then that the sweet life could be like honeysuckle smothering a barbed-wire fence.” — Anne Lovett Copy Share Image
“ Fresh, sweet honeysuckle. Ripe and rich and ready to be fucked— PLUCKED , he corrected himself, ready to be plucked. ” — Christine Warren Copy Share Image
I sat me down to watch upon a bank With ivy canopied and interwove With flaunting honeysuckle. — John Milton Copy Share Image
I plucked a honeysuckle where The hedge on high is quick with thorn, And climbing for the prize, was torn, And fouled… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
“You smell like honeysuckle. You likin' ole Jack now?" "I never stopped liking you. Even when you were warding me away with… — Kresley Cole Copy Share Image
“Honeysuckle: A hardy flowering vine or shrub with sprays of tubular blossoms whose strong, honeyed scent offers protection from those who intend… — Meg Donohue Copy Share Image
“also toyed with The Anthemion which is the name of a honeysuckle ornament, consisting of elaborate interlacements and expanding clusters, but nobody… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
The honeysuckle was everywhere the day the letter arrived, like heat. Wild roses bloomed in hedges of tendrils and perfume. There were… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
It was a hot afternoon and I can still remember the smell of honeysuckle all along the street. How can I have… — Billy Wilder Copy Share Image
“Honeysuckle. She smelled of honeysuckle. He thought about her pert little nose. He'd wanted to smile every time she tilted it to… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
Sometimes I like to run naked in the moonlight and the wind, on a little trail behind our house, when the honeysuckle… — Dolly Parton Copy Share Image
“Honeysuckle iced petals,' scoffed one John Bull, spying my menu. 'I should as soon eat a bouquet of flowers. You must serve… — Martine Bailey Copy Share Image
“Sadie scanned the wild tangle of greenery surrounding them. Ferns were striving towards the light, spiraled stems uncoiling into fronds. The sweet… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
I come from down south, where vegetation does not know its place. Honeysuckle can work through cracks in your walls and strangle… — Bailey White Copy Share Image
“The low, white house nestled at the top of the meadows, its back against the hill that rose behind it, protecting it… — Paula Brackston Copy Share Image
“Most mornings I get up to listen to the birds, and each summer I taste the honeysuckle, and I kiss Rus in… — Ashley Poston Copy Share Image
“Louisiana in September was like an obscene phone call from nature. The air--moist, sultry, secretive, and far from fresh--felt as if it… — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
“Business was doing well, because all the locals knew that dishes made from the flowers that grew around the apple tree in… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle Gently entwist; the female ivy so Enrings the barky fingers of the elm. O how… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“He looked down at her and caught a whiff of the honeysuckle fragrance of her hair. God, how he loved that smell.… — Jess Michaels Copy Share Image
“Opening the window, I sit at Taryn's desk and sip nettle tea, drinking in the sharp salt scent of the sea and… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Raw Living: Picking blackberries, beneath late afternoon sun; a sunset reminiscent of watermelon sangria, as the scent of honeysuckle accosts me and… — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
