Books Quote by Paullina Simons

There was a horrible smell in the kitchen the next morning when Harry went in for breakfast. It seemed to be coming from a…

— Anonymous

“Myrtle," Harry said slowly, "how am I supposed to breathe?" At this, Myrtle's eyes filled with sudden tears again. "Tactless!" she muttered, groping in…

— J.K. Rowling

“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

“Harry did not really listen. A warmth was spreading through him that had nothing to do with the sunlight; a tight obstruction in his…

— J.K. Rowling

“But underneath it there was not a sound, there was nothing that even whimpered or budged in our tunnel and it seemed Harry and…

— Martine Murray

“It was agreeable to her, the smell of tobacco. It was part of her knowledge of his body. It was the aura of the…

— Don DeLillo

“Her brain, which had up until then still been in the shower, toweled off and joined her on the beach. It whispered a tiny…

— Adrienne Kress

“I tried to scream like you once screamed God since I wanted to make the whole world faint but Harry Astley clapped his hand…

— Alasdair Gray

“Outside, as she passed the kitchen window, she watched her breath appear before her in the lamplight and then it died away in moist…

— Paulette Jiles

“Harry lit up, drew the smoke deep into his lungs and tried to imagine the blood vessels in the wall of the lung greedily…

— Jo Nesbø

“Sebastian,” Katarina said, turning to her nephew. “You’ve grown.” “It happens,” Sebastian quipped, flashing her his usual lopsided grin. “Goodness,” she said with smile,…

— Julia Quinn

“The afternoon sunlight made the city look magical as it glittered through the plane trees of Gloucester Avenue, but Harry knew such beauty was…

— Claire Evans