Cloaks Quote by Rick Yancey

“The air is heavy with sickness. It’s not quite a smell; rather, it’s like a physical presence. Every doctor knows this. Sickness permeates a…

— Khaled Hosseini

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

— Perrin Briar

“An astonishing, curdled smell that had subtle layers of foulness for the nose to explore.”

— Andrew Michael Hurley

“It seemed odd that a man's smell should cling in the folds of a curtain so long after the man himself had become dead…

— Graham Greene

“Even worse, there was a smell. Musky and warm, like old blood. It made his throat close, and he wanted to wretch.”

— Victor LaValle

“How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we've had?”

— Rachel Caine

“Are you sure I can’t have a little sniff of Oxy?” the doctor asked. He brightened. “I’d share. We could get fucked up together.”

— Joe Hill

“The sour smell was not the smell of fungus. It was unlit incense, and cold ashes, and unsaid prayers. I”

— Mary Stewart

“She smelled him. The blood was rushing through his veins. She could sniff out the heat in his body. His odour saturated her nostrils…

— Thomas Emson

“You could drop me anywhere in the universe, blindfolded, and I'd know this was his room just from the smell.”

— Beth Revis

“Listen Sut. We’re painted into a corner anyways. I mean what if we was to just call up and say he died? I mean…

— Cormac McCarthy

“He can smell his clothes rotting.”

— Mark Powell