Quote by Sarah Loudin Thomas

“He smells like rain, or like freshly cut grass—the first snow of the year. Like something I’d always known existed, even before we’d met.…

— Lily Kate

“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 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

“So I went back in time and told her how I liked the smell of soil after the rain. It has a special place…

— Avijeet Das

“It was the smell of home. Home isn’t always a good place to be.”

— Mira Grant

“It was spring, the barren time in March when you cannot be sure if it is really warner, but you are so desperate for…

— Maureen F. McHugh

“Why of all the nerve! That settles it, young lady. Either you come back to town with me or I'm not budging from this…

— Charlotte McPherren

“His scent, the scent of spring, warm and hopefuly as the sunlight that filled this place, poured through me.”

— Andrea Cremer

“I leaned agains the warm brick wall and gazed up. It was a bright, cloudless day, the sky a mocking blue. It was the…

— Tracy Chevalier

“It almost rained Saturday.The clouds hung low over the farm.The air felt thick.It smelled like rain. In town,the sidewalks got damp, that was all.”

— Karen Hesse

“He smelled good. Sweat and motorcycle and wintergreen. No stinking weed smoke. No perfume. No sadness. He smelled like love.”

— Bryn Greenwood