Assault Quote by Cinda Williams Chima

The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke.

— Arundhati Roy

“When the smell of her perfume, something that reminded him of faint spicy blossoms and spring, wasn't wreathed in a cloud around him. Maybe…

— Karen Ranney

He had preserved the best part of her and made it his own: the principle of her scent.

— Patrick Süskind

“What was she left with but ashes and darkness once the light of the flame went out? The smell of smoke lingered like a…

— Eric Overby

“Now there was the rustling of skirts, and it kicked up her smell, that distinctive blend of vanilla and violets, lavender and roses -…

— Meredith Duran

“Harry nearly prayed it wasn’t one of her friends who smelled like the beach and books and brine. He inhaled when they stopped for…

— Paullina Simons

She was a dark, unenduring little flower - yet he thought he detected in her some quality of spiritual reticence, of strength drawn from…

— Anonymous

She smelled of cigarettes and sadness

— Me

And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow'd them with her odorous foot.

— Ben Jonson

“And like a flower, she might wither but never loses her fragrance.”

— Sarah Adel

He gave her a flower. She gave him her life..

— Hanae El Kherchi

“The dusky and faintly sweet smell of her perfume came to Therese again, a smell suggestive of dark green silk, that was hers alone,…

— Patricia Highsmith