The wind smelled clean, like clean magazines. It smelled like invisible ink. — Sarah Schulman Copy Share Image
“Slowly I became possessed by the absurd conviction that everything was possible, and it seemed to me that even those deserted streets… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón The Shadow of the Wind Copy Share Image
“The wind smelled of humus, lichen, the musky odor of pecan husks broken under the shoe, a sunshower on the fields across… — James Lee Burke Copy Share Image
