“Virtually drowning in himself, he could not for the life of him smell himself.” — Patrick Süskind Drown Copy Share Image
How quickly the apparently solidly laid foundation of one's existence could crumble. — Patrick Süskind Crumble Copy Share Image
He decided in favor of life out of sheer spite and malice. — Patrick Süskind Decided Copy Share Image
It was good, really, that this external world still existed, if only as a place of refuge. — Patrick Süskind Existed Copy Share Image
“And he wallowed in disgust and loathing, and his hair stood on end at the delicious horror.” — patrick suskind Disgust Copy Share Image
“People even travelled to Lapland, up there in the North, with its eternal ice and savages who gorged themselves on raw fish.” — Patrick Süskind Lapland Copy Share Image
“He disgusted them the way a fat spider that you can't bring yourslef to crush in your own hand disgusts you.” — Patrick Süskind Disgusted Copy Share Image
...talent means nothing, while experience, acquired in humility and with hard work, means everything. — Patrick Süskind Experience Copy Share Image
“He had no use for sensual gratification, unless that gratification consisted of pure, incorporeal odors.” — Patrick Süskind Incorporeal Odors Copy Share Image
“And the awful thing was that Grenouille, although he knew that this odour was his odour, could not smell it. Virtually drowning… — Patrick Süskind Drowning Copy Share Image
He had withdrawn solely for his own personal pleasure, only to be near to himself. No longer distracted by anything external, he… — Patrick Süskind Distracted Copy Share Image
“Grenouille’s mother, however, perceived the odor neither of the fish nor of the corpses, for her sense of smell had been utterly… — Patrick Süskind Heart Copy Share Image
And because people are stupid and use their noses only for blowing, but believe absolutely anything they see with their eyes, they… — Patrick Süskind Beauty Copy Share Image
When they finally did dare it, at first with stolen glances and then candid ones, they had to smile. They were uncommonly… — Patrick Süskind Candid Copy Share Image
“He was a master in the art of spreading boredom and playing the clumsy fool-though never so egregiously that people might enjoy… — Patrick Süskind Art Copy Share Image
Bathed in sweat and trembling with agitation, no, not with agitation, but with fear, for he finally admitted it to himself: it… — Patrick Süskind Admitting Copy Share Image
With one glance he had got himself trapped in the brown fundament of her eyes, he was in danger of sinking, as… — Patrick Süskind Brown Copy Share Image
“Walking soothes. There is a healing power in walking. The regular placement of one foot in front of the other while at… — Patrick Süskind Healing Copy Share Image
“Moonlight knew no colors and traced the contours of the terrain only very softly. It covered the land a dirty gray, strangling… — Patrick Süskind Life Copy Share Image
“…in that moment, as he saw and smelled how irresistible its effect was and how with lightning speed it spread and made… — Patrick Süskind Disgust Copy Share Image
“These were virtuoso odours, executed as wonderful little trifles that of course no one but he could admire or would ever take… — Patrick Süskind Happiness Copy Share Image
“He still had enough perfume left to enslave the whole world if he so chose. He could walk to Versailles and have… — Patrick Süskind Perfume Copy Share Image
“Although he had used it very sparingly, the perfume that he had mixed in Montpellier was slowly was slowly running out. He… — Patrick Süskind Perfume Copy Share Image
“...if you could not close a door behind you to take a shit in the city - even if it was just… — Patrick Süskind Freedom Copy Share Image
“Something was happening while you waited. The most essential thing was happening. And even if he himself was doing nothing, it was… — Patrick Süskind Success Copy Share Image
“This scent had a freshness, but not the freshness of limes or pomegranates, not the freshness of myrrh or cinnamon bark or… — Patrick Suskind Copy Share Image
“We are familiar with people who seek out solitude: penitents, failures, saints, or prophets. They retreat to deserts, preferably, where they live… — Patrick Suskind Failure Copy Share Image
“Never before in his life had he known what happiness was. He knew at most some very rare states of numbed contentment.… — Patrick Süskind First time Copy Share Image
“He looks as if he were three or four; looks just like one of those unapproachable, incomprehensible, willful little prehuman creatures, who… — Patrick Süskind Despotic Copy Share Image
For people could close their eyes to greatness, to horrors, to beauty, and their ears to melodies or deceiving words. But they… — Patrick Süskind Affection Copy Share Image
He was not bound. No one led him by the arm. He got out of the carriage as if he were a… — Patrick Süskind Arms Copy Share Image
“He was finally able to bask in his own existence; and he found it splendid.” — Patrick Süskind Life Copy Share Image
There comes a time in every man's life when he needs his own toilet. — Patrick Süskind Every man Copy Share Image
He had preserved the best part of her and made it his own: the principle of her scent. — Patrick Süskind Made Copy Share Image
Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame. — Patrick Süskind Burning Copy Share Image
“The odour of humans is always a fleshly odour – that is, a sinful odour.” — Patrick Süskind Odour Copy Share Image
“Ignorance is the only possible happiness this world has to offer” — Patrick Süskind Depression Copy Share Image
