Quote by Sarah Dunant

“I have not always been as now: The fever'd diadem on my brow I claim'd and won unsurprisingly- Hath not the same fierce heirdom…

— Edgar Allan Poe

“But I am not going to give every detail. Some things lose their fragrance when opened to the air, and there are stirrings of…

— John Beevers

“Oh, can these men love, my Clodius? Scarcely even with the senses. How rarely a Roman has a heart! He is but the mechanism…

— Edward Bulwer-Lytton

“His nostrils were permanently flared, as though he sniffed invisible winds of art and commerce.”

— William Gibson

“I could spend the rest of my life like this: with him, at night, in Rome, my eyes totally shut, one leg coiled around…

— André Aciman

“..And I have a weakness for those who wear perfumes.. Their scent, lingers more than it should and it haunts me even after they…

— Sarah Adel

“He smells safe, too, like sunlit walks in the orchard and silent breakfasts in the dining hall. And in the moments before I drift…

— Veronica Roth

“The mist was like a faint perfume.”

— Erich Maria Remarque

“The way he looked…Glassy eyes, flushed cheeks, cherry pink, trembling lips… Roman wanted to lick him all over and eat him whole. He”

— Alessandra Hazard

“He was well aware of what an ass he was. Only Roman could tolerate him, really. Stupid, charming bastard.”

— Anne Mallory

“Rome, yes, I say, thinking in quick succession of the Pantheon, the Colosseum and the cardinals screwing around while wondering whether women have souls…

— Erlend Loe

“Modern man has too many masks to wear. We must unmask and be ourselves, sincerely, earnestly and live truly as we are,”

— Gyomay M. Kubose