“Turn off the light," she says as she walks away, creating a small woosh that smells sweet and chemical. It makes me… — Augusten Burroughs Copy Share Image
Hot weather opens the skull of a city, exposing its white brain, and its heart of nerves, which sizzle like the wires… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“The lobby of the Nelson Hotel always smells of the river -- it's in the pores of the place -- but this… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“I should let go. But I don’t. Because I can’t help but notice he has that clean and freshly showered smell that… — Lauren Blakely Copy Share Image
