Death Quote by Terry Pratchett

“his felt boots—the idiot!—almost into the fire. The”

— Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

“My father's boots went ahead. His boots were to me as unique and familiar, as much an index to himself, as his face was.…

— Alice Munro

“And the men with the cigarettes in their straight-lined mouths, the men with the eyes of puff adders, took up their load of machine…

— Ray Bradbury

“That they dared make a town of this wet and sucking thing that vied with my foot for my boot at every step bespoke…

— Matthew Sharpe

“It didn’t take him thirty seconds to have a swig of vodka and a hefty sniff before his hands were as steady as a…

— Matthew Bracey

“It is better to die with your boots on than to live as a bootlicker.”

— Amit Kalantri

“I’d loved women who were old and who were young; those extra kilos and large rumps, and others so thin there was barely even…

— Roman Payne

“The two lads were told to wash their hands. The recent thrill of adventure had been superseded by another sort of excitement. They locked…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“Entitlement you could practically smell, like a fragrance.”

— Maria Padian

“He smells of shaving soap, the English kind, and of ears; and of the leather of his boots.”

— Margaret Atwood

“The stuff smelled nasty: like gasoline and dirty socks mixed with something sweet. Kind of like Buckley’s cough syrup.”

— Coreene Callahan

“He leaned over and removed the lid, and some really wonderful smells steamed out. But I wasn’t going to get excited, not this time,…

— Karen Chance