Everyone coming out of a perfume store is smelling the back of their hand. — Jonathan Carroll Copy Share Image
Most of our childhood is stored not in photos, but in certain biscuits, lights of day, smells, textures of carpet. — Alain de Botton Copy Share Image
You don't do hero films about old men. They smell of wee, don't they? — Peter Molyneux Copy Share Image
Where a pack of monkeys had traveled over the road, the smell of them lingered for a long time in the air,… — Isak Dinesen Copy Share Image
I have learned that real angels don't have gossamer white robes and Cherubic skin, they have calloused hands and smell of the… — Richard Paul Evans Copy Share Image
I think sighted people let their eyes cheat them out of certain things. People who can see don't have a great sense… — Jose Feliciano Copy Share Image
Hawaii doesn't smell like sex to me. It's the only place in the world that smells like that, but it's not sex,… — Bette Midler Copy Share Image
The local shepherd, I vividly remember his old Barbour jacket, with a hipflask in the pocket. It just feels very familiar -… — Sam Heughan Copy Share Image
“I could smell something. Fear. I could taste it now. It tasted like blood in my mouth, and I could feel it… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart… — Frida Kahlo Copy Share Image
For the sense of smell, almost more than any other, has the power to recall memories and it's a pity we use… — Rachel Carson Copy Share Image
“My mom is having a Scentsy party tomorrow," he said. "The scented-wax thingies? Random. But go on." He laced his fingers together… — Cole Gibsen Copy Share Image
Some jobs pay better, some jobs smell better, and some jobs have no business being treated like careers. But work is never… — Mike Rowe Copy Share Image
The thing about being irresponsible is it's only cute till you are about twenty-two or so, then it becomes a liability. One… — Donald Miller Copy Share Image
“He also realised that the smell of the sea salt had been replaced by the smell of trees, leaves, rotting vegetation and… — Paul Hodson Copy Share Image
I have a friend - not a dwarf - who's an alchemist of sorts. He concocted a men's cologne... He gave me… — Peter Dinklage Copy Share Image
Men love death. In everything they make, they hollow out a central place for death, let its rancid smell contaminate every dimension… — Andrea Dworkin Copy Share Image
“Breathing in Shepelevo was like hitting the right note on the piano. There was only one note. When I was young, Shepelevo… — Paullina Simons Copy Share Image
This morning, Tegus welcomed me again with an arm clasp and cheek touch. I wasn't startled this time, and I breathed in… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
