#smell

I smell heaven, the moment your voice makes its way from my ears to heart, it just happens, everytime. I would be as mad for you as you want me to be. I swear. Maybe, I am not privileged enough to afford the luxury of having you..., but still I would try. I would keep on trying...even if you are indifferent to it, even if my heart forgets to beat... ↗

— Ankur Kumar Shah

#beat #crazy #enough #forgets #happens

A wedding is a funeral where you smell your own flowers. ↗

— Eddie Cantor

#flowers #funeral #own #smell #wedding

Childhood smells of perfume and brownies. ↗

— David Leavitt

#perfume #smells

I really wouldn't want to live in America. I found New York claustrophobic and dirty. I missed England when I was there, simple things like smells and the British sense of humor. ↗

— Jonny Lee Miller

#british #claustrophobic #dirty #england #found

Masculine exhalations are, as a rule, stronger, more vivid,more widely differentiated than those of women. In the odor of young men there is something elemental, as of fire, storm, and salt sea. It pulsates with buoyancy and desire. It suggests all the things strong and beautiful and joyous and gives me a sense of physical happiness. ↗

— Helen Keller

#smell #beauty

Even so, there were times I saw freshness and beauty. I could smell the air, and I really loved rock 'n' roll. Tears were warm, and girls were beautiful, like dreams. I liked movie theaters, the darkness and intimacy, and I liked the deep, sad summer nights. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#darkness #freshness #girls #intimacy #movie-theatres

One might trouble one's dainty snout with a whiff of the taleggio displayed in an artisanal cheese shop, or take a saucer of jasmine tea and a knuckle of fennel-scented snuff at a counter of buffed Big Nothing granite. But there was a want in these ladies yet, and it was for the rude life of youth. ↗

— Kevin Barry

#exotic-sensory-experience #flavor #hallucination #odor #perception

But why is it that if you imagine a baby who smells of milk, for example, you can't help smiling? Why is there such an agreement around the world about what is or isn't a foul smell? Who decided what smells bad? Is it impossible that somewhere in this world there are people who, if they sat next to a homeless fellow they'd get the urge to snuggle up to him, but if they sat next to a baby they'd get an urge to kill it? ↗

— Ryū Murakami

#homeless-people #life #people #smells #imagination

He methodically basted the dark skin of the Alsatian, which he had stuffed with garlic and herbs. "One rule in life", he murmured to himself. "If you can smell garlic, everything is all right". ↗

— J.G. Ballard

#dinner #dog #dog-meat #dogs #garlic

My mother, who would always buy her books new, hated it the vintage hardcovers with their cracked spines and threadbare cloth covers. True you couldn't go in there and buy the latest best seller, but when you held one of those volumes in your hands, you were leafing through another person'a life. Someone else had once loved that story, too. Someone else had carried that book in a backpack, devoured it over breakfast, mopped up that coffee stain at a Paris café, cried herself to sleep after that last chapter. The scent was distinctive: a slight damp mildew, a punch of dust. To me, it was the smell of history. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#history #smells #life