Drowning Quote by Patrick Süskind

“Never before in his life had he known what happiness was. He knew at most some very rare states of numbed contentment. But now…

— Patrick Süskind

“Also, tonight he reeks too much of beer and cloying cologne. This is a disappointment because I always assumed that a perfect creature such…

— Hannah Harrington

“Letting go of the pipe in the laundry room, he could feel in his throat so many sentences from the night's reading of emails,…

— Andre Dubus III

“Although he, like all people, secretely enjoyed the smell of his own farts, the smell of his shit was somethig else. It was so…

— Jonathan Franzen

“He couldn't stop smelling the air in great, deep, loud sniffs. It was so delicious. It smelled of water, and mud, and maple trees,…

— Elizabeth Enright

“He could smell the blood, feces and rotting flesh. He”

— Perrin Briar

“I had a smell in my nose that just wouldn't go away, and I hated it. It was coating my lungs inside, I thought,…

— Charlaine Harris

“Then she saw him stop and wipe his brow with his handkerchief. Once, twice. And then once again. But she did not see the…

— Wolfgang Borchert

“...he stank more than any human joe had ever smelled, as if he had been dipped in some ungodly confection of camembert and rancid…

— Michael Chabon

“As his mouth flooded with that horrible sweet purple taste, he could actually see those grapes dull, dusty, obese and nasty, crawling up a…

— Stephen King

“Something gurgled in his throat. It took a moment before he realized it was a scream bottled in his innards, a blast of misery…

— Tad Williams

“He wanted nothing more than to bury his nose in her armpits and pubis, inhaling those earthy odors cached in her peculiarly scant body…

— Jennifer Foehner Wells