Quote by Pierce Brown Download Open image ““can nearly smell the pencil-shaving scent of him.”” — Pierce Brown ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.4 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“He smells of shaving soap, the English kind, and of ears; and of the leather of his boots.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“His ability to make me feel like this huge invisible void pisses me off. The way he pauses to chew on the tip of… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“He extends a furry finger that ends in a sharp, black nail. He breathes deep, as if he smells a perfume he likes. “Though…perhaps… — Zoraida Córdova Copy Share Image
“I knew everything about the back of that head - the swirl of his hair, the curve of his ear, the straight, sharp line… — Karen Thompson Walker Copy Share Image
“Bess loves the smell of salons, sharp and hard as an open pair of scissors.” — John Klima Copy Share Image
“The heat rose up my neck, wrapped fingers over my face. His hair fell around me, and I could smell nothing but him. The… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“he looks flawless and yet he's excessively vain- irritating my senses like paper-cut pain.” — Hend Suhail Copy Share Image
“If I closed my eyes, I could almost count those soft hairs on the back of her neck. One day I'd even leaned forward,… — Jerry Stahl Copy Share Image
“I try not to be too conscious of his long fingers tracing over the paper, of the sick thrill I get when he looks… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I half imagined I could taste the silver on his nails, as sharp as glitter in my mouth. Maybe when he touched me, colour… — Alexis Hall Copy Share Image
“I push through the crowd and draw even nearer, so near I can smell him. So near I could touch him. I could take… — Shaun Roundy Copy Share Image
“I rest my head against him when our mouths break apart, and breathe him in. I love the smell of him, that mysterious, perfect,… — Sabrina Elkins Copy Share Image
“Where did you hear that song?" I ask her without sitting up. "From the HC," she says, blushing. "A little girl sang it. It's… — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
“Men call him father, liberator, warlord, Slave King, Reaper. But he feels a boy as he falls toward the war-torn planet, his armor red,… — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
“Even the cruel feel pain. And even the cruel can change. I hope this changes him. He could do so much, if only he… — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
“The floor is made of condensed air, so we are suspended above a mile vertical drop.” — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
“She said she would protect us…” I whisper. “Who?” “The Sovereign…” He’s silent for a long moment. “I know it may be impossible to… — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, little one, it’s best if the worlds think you a little mad.” — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
“Snorting, Sevro drops back to where the legendary Obsidian, Sefi Volarus, stands in her customary silence. He feigns an air of domesticity, but next… — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
“And now that her dream has spread, he wonders if she would recognize it. And he wonders too if he were to die today,… — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
“ 'And now I Carve the things I saw in my fever dreams, just as they always wished. I dreamed of you, I think.… — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
“All wounds heal. Even these." "That's a lie." I tell him. I'll never be healed of Eo. That pain will last forever. "Some things… — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
