Quote by Banana Yoshimoto

“She wondered if everyone could smell it on her. It smelled like death and coffee, like lilies and dirt, and it permeated her.”

— R.L. Griffin

“...her melancholy mood had followed her home. It clung to her like perfume, filling the rooms she visited with the scent of loss. Surely…

— Elise K. Ackers

“She smelled of vanilla and strawberries. She tasted of mint. It sounds like fruit salad but the effect was sweet, innocent and fresh.”

— AJ Adams

“The air was like syrup.”

— Anthony Horowitz

“..his tone, like warm maple syrup, drizzled down her spine and licked all the way back up.”

— Jasmine Haynes

“You made the sobbing white of lilies too, tumbling lightly across a sea of sighs on their dreamy way to weeping moonlight through the…

— Stéphane Mallarmé

“So Lily’s mouth would open and nothing would come out, then Louisa would start rattling on about meeting her grandmother or whether she had…

— Jojo Moyes

“...she seethed like water the second before it rolls to a boil.”

— Sarah Addison Allen

“Murderess, murderess, he whispers to himself. It has an allure, a scent almost. Hothouse gardenias. Lurid, but also furtive. He imagines himself breathing it…

— Margaret Atwood

“A breeze had arisen and trailed faintly through the house like a sick woman in a long dressing gown, and with it the odor…

— Christina Stead

“Something from out in the dark brushed her throat, damp fingers smearing her with warm wetness. She started, raising a hand against it, but…

— Marianne de Pierres

“Lukewarm, still air had that smell of woman; like blossom flower, closing before sleeping.”

— J.M.K. Walkow