They [Harvard academia] liked the poor, but didn't like the smell of the poor. — Chris Hedges Copy Share Image
I don’t like it when you use my shampoo, because then your hair smells like me, not you. — David Levithan Copy Share Image
the smell of lilacs crept poignantly into the room like a remembered spring. — Margaret Millar Copy Share Image
An author knows his landscape best; he can stand around, smell the wind, get a feel for his place. — Tony Hillerman Copy Share Image
The smell of a freshly printed book is the best smell in the world. — Karl Lagerfeld Copy Share Image
I hate to say this, but I'll repeat it: After death, all we know that you do is stink. — Jack Kevorkian Copy Share Image
“Love sounds like an elephant weighs. I know, because I’ve seen it with my own two nostrils. I’ve grown fat on the… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
A dish should have flavor, texture, appearance and smell, but I'm doing it differently. We take Chinese food, play with your sentiments,… — Alvin Leung Copy Share Image
I always explain through images and characters what fashion means, and describing scent is almost the same. It can be very powerful.… — Alessandro Michele Copy Share Image
As a Christian, Christ died so that we will have eternal life in Him in Heaven. What it looks like doesn't matter,… — T. D. Jakes Copy Share Image
I love cookies baking. During the winter, they have these candles that smell like cookies, and I always buy like a hundred… — Jared Padalecki Copy Share Image
For weeks after 9/11 you could smell the dust and pulverised concrete in New York, and the National Guard came in, so… — Mark Boal Copy Share Image
“See? Instead of thinking of a way to help my people, all I can think of is the smell of your hair… — A.B.Whelan Copy Share Image
They came out in a dim, damp basement - a generic sort of place, full of moulding boxes. 'You take me to… — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
I don't think that writers or painters or filmmakers function because they have something they particularly want to say. They have something… — Stanley Kubrick Copy Share Image
Time becomes a stutter-the space between drumbeats, splintered into fragments, and also endlessly long, as long as soaring guitar notes that melt… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Early on in my life, I had a broken soul. I was abused by my father, abandoned by my mother and ended… — Joyce Meyer Copy Share Image
If you take any flower you please and look it over and turn it about and smell it and feel it and… — Gertrude Jekyll Copy Share Image
The air is annoyingly potted with a multitude of minor vertical disturbances which sicken the passengers and keep us captives of our… — Ernest K. Gann Copy Share Image
“Can't handle your alcohol, Mira?" Blue called over. "I didn't expect it to go everywhere! Now I smell like beer." "It could… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
I almost always write everything the way it comes out, except I tend much more to take things out rather than put… — Peter Straub Copy Share Image
and because what we learn in the dark remains all our lives, a noise like the sea, displacing the day's pale knowledge,… — John Burnside Copy Share Image