“One time the scent of the old man appeared in the air: some combination of tobacco and citrus and soap. It was… — Paul Yoon Copy Share Image
“She wandered to one of the lavender stalks and touched the tiny violet-blue blossoms, and brought her scented fingertips to her throat.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And there I was with the stars hanging above my house like live wiresand the night sky the color of stockings. I… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
I believe in love. And beauty. I believe that every single person has something they find beautiful and that they truly love.… — Geneen Roth Copy Share Image
You can pick wild strawberries with your eyes closed, locating them by smell, for they are two parts perfume to one part… — Hope Jahren Copy Share Image
Your job, work, life assignment must be the spark that fuels your fire. It must be a passion that you pursue. You… — Iyanla Vanzant Copy Share Image
“I look around. We are inside the incinerator, which would be completely dark if not for the lines of light glowing in… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
When I moved to New York, I started switching fragrances. Between different seasons I would change fragrance, or if I was going… — Blake Lively Copy Share Image
These days it seems that physical truth can easily be rearranged, rethought, or re-created outright. Any image can be made pristine, all… — Jerome Liebling Copy Share Image
“In the midst of the heavy, hot fragrance of summer, and of the clean salty smell of the sea, there was the… — Betty Wason Copy Share Image
These loaves, pigeons, and two little boys seemed unearthly. It all happened at the same time: a little boy ran over to… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
As far as I'm concerned, attraction, in its most rudimentary form, comes from the way a person naturally smells. I'd say that… — Rachel Nichols Copy Share Image
“Leila’s particular sensitivities seemed to cycle between the wafty, closer smells—mainly food and human—that draped over a moment, and the dusty, distant… — David Shafer Copy Share Image
Brotherly love is not a tangible commodity. We cannot touch it or weigh it, smell it of taste it. Yet it is… — Carl H. Claudy Copy Share Image
Fragrance is important to me because of its emotional dimension. I feel like fragrances are able to transport, stir emotion, and bring… — Hari Nef Copy Share Image
The wind outside nested in each tree, prowled the sidewalks in invisible treads like unseen cats. Tom Skelton shivered. Anyone could see… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Sometimes being lazy can get you in trouble. You ever not take a shower all weekend, just lounge around, then you're running… — Jim Gaffigan Copy Share Image
All our lives we are engaged in preserving our experiences and keeping them fresh by artificially sprinkling the water of memory over… — Vimala Thakar Copy Share Image
Startled, he loosed his grasp and she pulled free. He clutched her arm, but she spun around and pressed her mouth to… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Home. When it rains, you can smell the leaves in the forest and the sand. It's all so small and mild, the… — Jenny Erpenbeck Copy Share Image
I loved every second of Catholic church. I loved the sickly sweet rotting-pomegranate smells of the incense. I loved the overwrought altar,… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“There was a mood of magic and frenzy to the room. Crystalline swirls of sugar and flour still lingered in the air… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
Dogs have a sense of smell much greater than ours and they're much faster than we are. We have fairly dull senses,… — Neal Barnard Copy Share Image
Fashions change and with rare exception are forgotten by the public. But the classic fragrances, like an invisible dress, endure. Fragrance must… — Oscar de la Renta Copy Share Image
I would meet you upon this honestly. I that was near your heart was removed therefrom To lose beauty in terror, terror… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In an enclosed space, a camel's breath can change the atmosphere of the room. Not only just the smell, they literally seem… — Steve Carell Copy Share Image
Contact with [menstrual blood] turns new wine sour, crops touched by it become barren, grafts die, seed in gardens are dried up,… — Pliny the Elder Copy Share Image
Sam loved to listen to music and make his own songs, to wear soft velvets, to play in the castle kitchen beside… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When a man you know to be of sound mind tells you his recently deceased mother has just tried to climb in… — Richard K. Morgan Copy Share Image
In the cocoon, there is no idea of light at all, until we experience some longing for openness, some longing for something… — Chogyam Trungpa Copy Share Image
Giles: Smell is the most powerful trigger to the memory there is. A certain flower, or a a whiff of smoke can… — Joss Whedon Copy Share Image
“Um . . . guys? If I, say, noticed a crack in a wall in a tunnel and a cold, creepy draft… — Mark Del Franco Copy Share Image
And so taking the long way home through the market I slow my pace down. It doesn't come naturally. My legs are… — Alexandra Potter Copy Share Image
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The breezes taste Of apple peel. The air is full Of smells to feel- Ripe fruit, old footballs, Burning brush, New books,… — John Updike Copy Share Image
My children are my greatest gifts and my greatest inspirations. That my husband is the most honest, kind, hard-working, and genuine person,… — Trista Sutter Copy Share Image
“In those days you could identify a person's nationality by smell. Lying on her back with eyes closed, Desdemona could detect the… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
There is no shame in loving. If your septons say there is, your seven gods must be demons. In the isles we… — George R. R. Martin Copy Share Image
I love walking into a closet and smelling lingering perfume, so I always spray my clothes. And at the end of the… — Sarah Jessica Parker Copy Share Image
The air and the earth interpenetrated in the warm gusts of spring; the soil was full of sunlight, and the sunlight full… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image