“He had a mighty urge to pull out his pistol and let loose in every directon, right into the coffeehouse, smack through… — Patrick Süskind Copy Share Image
“In the period of which we speak, there reigned in the cities a stench barely conceivable to us modern men and women.… — Patrick Suskind Amazing-writing Copy Share Image
“Ignorance is the only possible happiness this world has to offer” — Patrick Süskind Depression Copy Share Image
“He had used only a drop of his perfume for his performance in Grasse. There was enough left to enslave the whole… — Patrick Süskind Perfume Copy Share Image
“On the other hand, everyday language soon would prove inadequate for designating all the olfactory notions that he had accumulated within himself.… — Patrick Süskind Copy Share Image
“The odour of humans is always a fleshly odour – that is, a sinful odour.” — Patrick Süskind Odour Copy Share Image
Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame. — Patrick Süskind Burning Copy Share Image
“He was finally able to bask in his own existence; and he found it splendid.” — Patrick Süskind Life 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
Very well, but remember this... I'll be looking at you when you're laid on the cross and the twelve blows are crashing… — Patrick Süskind Acid Copy Share Image
“There were no mad flashings of the eye, no lunatic grimace passed over his face. He was not out of his mind,… — Patrick Süskind Happy person 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
“For here, inside the crypt, was where he truly lived. Which is to say, for well over twenty hours a day in… — Patrick Süskind Solitude Copy Share Image
“He had to hold his body very still, very still, like some vessel about to slosh over from too much motion. Gradually… — patrick suskind Heart beat Copy Share Image
“...his sleep, though deep as death itself, was not dreamless this time, but threaded with ghostly wisps of dreams. These wisps were… — Patrick Suskind Body odor Copy Share Image
He realized that all his life he had been a nobody to everyone. What he now felt was the fear of his… — Patrick Süskind Fear Copy Share Image
And suddenly solitude fell across his heart like a dusty reflection. He closed his eyes. The dark doors within him opened and… — Patrick Süskind Dark Copy Share Image
“He lay in his stony crypt like his own corpse, hardly breathing, his heart hardly beating - and yet lived as intensively… — Patrick Süskind Solitude Copy Share Image
“And even knowing that to possess that scent he must pay the terrible price of losing it again, the very possession and… — Patrick Süskind Copy Share Image
He succeeded in being considered totally uninteresting. People left him alone. And that was all he wanted. — Patrick Süskind People Copy Share Image
“and Grenouille’s mother, who was still a young woman, barely in her mid-twenties, and who still was quite pretty and had almost… — Patrick Süskind Children Copy Share Image
He had escaped the abhorrent taint! He was truly completely alone! He was the only human being in the world! — Patrick Süskind Abhorrent Copy Share Image
