Rain Quote by William Faulkner

Caddy smelled like trees.

— William Faulkner

“Caddy put her arms around me, and her shining veil, and I couldn't smell trees anymore and I began to cry.”

— William Faulkner

I always think of the Pacific Northwest as giant trees, and rain, and clouds and dampness, like the Native American art from that area.

— Kyle MacLachlan

This is what I have heard at last the wind in December lashing the old trees with rain unseen rain racing along the tiles…

— W. S. Merwin

“...he smelled like somebody trying to smell like somebody else.”

— Tim Farrington

“Abby took the box, and then tugged on my hand until we were in the entryway. It smelled like a combination of cleaner, candles,…

— Jamie McGuire

The wind smelled clean, like clean magazines. It smelled like invisible ink.

— Sarah Schulman

“He smelled like family... and Javier, but I took that as a good sign.”

— R.K. Lilley

“Hatred had invaded her entire being; every cell in her body had hatred in it. She wondered if everyone could smell it on her.…

— R.L. Griffin

“Vic smelled the vast vault filled with books before she saw it, because her eyes required time to adjust to the cavernous dark. She…

— Joe Hill

“His coat smelled like Irish Spring and a little bit like potpourri.”

— Rainbow Rowell

It smelled like aging wood and creosote, plastic book covers, and old paper. Old paper, which my mom used to say was the smell…

— Kami Garcia