He froze as the scent of her hair met him. It was touching his cheek,tickling him. I cant afford this, he thought,… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
'TMZ' took the illusion of privacy away. Now the paranoid star just assumes someone is always there. Decoy cars and false itineraries… — Stephen Rodrick Copy Share Image
God gave me some weird, beautiful scent that makes men and women go crazy. People compare it to Carvel. It is a… — Adam Sandler Copy Share Image
“I've got yo' scent " he said nostrils flaring. "I can find you anywhere. Anytime. Yo' heart be mine Kallie Riviere hoodoo woman.” — Adrian Phoenix Copy Share Image
I'm wondering whether to have someone go around with my mobile to completely throw everybody off the scent. I could appear in… — Andrew Lloyd Webber Copy Share Image
I wonder that religion can live or die on the strength of a faint, stirring breeze. The scent trail shifts, causing the… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
All fresh meat is eaten in a state of decay. The process may not have proceeded so far that the dull human… — John Harvey Kellogg Copy Share Image
I'm a massive fragrance fan - I think fragrance is part of someone's hygiene, and I'm a big believer in leaving an… — Rita Ora Copy Share Image
If the ego is in the slightest way separated from its source, it yearns to find it again. This search comes from… — Jean Klein Copy Share Image
I like individual scents on a girl, so you always recognize her and you keep her separate from other people in your… — Pete Wentz Copy Share Image
“I stepped out to the lawn. I remember the air that night, and how it was so brisk that it could revive… — Abraham Verghese Copy Share Image
By fate, not option, frugal Nature gave One scent to hyson and to wall-flower, One sound to pine-groves and to water-falls, One… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I like to put perfume on my pulse points, but I also love the way you can sense it - there is… — Cate Blanchett Copy Share Image
Mine is the Month of Roses; yes, and mine The Month of Marriages! All pleasant sights And scents, the fragrance of the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I look around for the counter that sells my scent, but I'm so petrified that if I spray it in the air,… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
“As the lilac-scented breeze carries the memories...there remains the lingering reminder of the times we hold in deep...for to love deeply and… — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
“He smelled a little strange, sweet and bitter at the same time, the way madness might have smelled if it could've taken… — Jaida Jones Copy Share Image
Some things never leave a person: scent of the hair of one you love, the texture of persimmons, in your palm, the… — Li-Young Lee Copy Share Image
The fairest things have fleetest end, Their scent survives their close: But the rose's scent is bitterness To him that loved the… — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
Theres nothing like smelling amazing for your guy. A scent of a woman can make a man fall deeply in love; your… — Anne Nwakama Copy Share Image
“in the end it is words poetry. sunsets someone’s deep blue silk voice. mountain scents. someone’s smile. eyes. that we have no… — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
Perhaps the old monks were right when they tried to root love out; perhaps the poets are right when they try to… — Olive Schreiner Copy Share Image
The stillness of the early morning scene enables me to take in and enjoy many things which pass me by during the… — Rosemary Verey Copy Share Image
“The sun was rising in the eastern horizon as Manuel Ortiz landed softly in the broken pavement driveway of an old abandoned… — phil Wohl Copy Share Image
Separated lovers cheat absence by a thousand fancies which have their own reality. They are prevented from seeing one another and they… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Christianity persecuted, tortured, and burned. Like a hound it tracked the very scent of heresy. It kindled wars, and nursed furious hatreds… — George Santayana Copy Share Image
If it were not for the outside world, we would have no inside world to understand things by. Least of all could… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
In early days, I tried not to give librarians any trouble, which was where I made my primary mistake. Librarians like to… — Catherine Drinker Bowen Copy Share Image
I go into my library, and all history unrolls before me. I breathe the morning air of the world while the scent… — Alexander Smith Copy Share Image
Her partially open lips now opened wide, and her soft, fragrant tongue entered his mouth, where it began a relentless search for… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for the first time that… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“As soon as the man had gone, Caitrina moved to stand before him, her soft feminine scent clouding his senses. Would it… — Monica McCarty Copy Share Image
She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of… — Jerry Spinelli 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
“When he gets a foot away, Moira picks up on a new scent in the air. It smells like warm spicy cinnamon,… — Amy Lunderman Copy Share Image
When you're creating a fragrance, you're always thinking about what you want that first smell to be, that first reaction. It's a… — L'Wren Scott Copy Share Image
“The woods were made for the hunter of dreams, The brooks for the fishers of song; To the hunters who hunt for… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Today, look at the blue sky, hear the grass growing beneath your feet, inhale the scent of spring, let the fruits of… — Sarah Ban Breathnach Copy Share Image
Those herbs which perfume the air most delightfully, not passed by as the rest, but, being trodden upon and crushed, are three;… — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
