#smell

I always liked the smell of a smoke-filled room. I think it's a good smell. ↗

— Dennis Franz

#good #i #i always #i think #liked

I mention this fact as tending to support what I have often heard stated, namely, that a shark's sense of smell is so keen that, if men ever bathe in seas where they are found, a shark is almost sure to appear directly afterwards. ↗

— George Grey

#almost #appear #bathe #directly #ever

Everything I buy is vintage and smells funny. Maybe that's why I don't have a boyfriend. ↗

— Lucy Liu

#boyfriend #buy #everything #funny #i

No matter how you rearrange President Obama's inner circle, it still looks, smells and tastes like a rotten Chicago deep-dish pizza. ↗

— Michelle Malkin

#circle #how #inner #like #looks

Virtually drowning in himself, he could not for the life of him smell himself. ↗

— Patrick Süskind

#smell #life

And the awful thing was that Grenouille, although he knew that this odour was his odour, could not smell it. Virtually drowning in himself, he could not for the life of him smell himself! ↗

— Patrick Süskind

#odour #perfume #smell #life

So it’s fate then?” I asked with him so close my lips brushed the line of his jaw with each word, “Us being together?” “Absolutely,” Calvin said with a low growl. Then he lifted my chin, tilting my head back, and kissed me deeply. Who was I to argue with Fate? ↗

— E.J. Stevens

#paranormal-romance #romance #she-smells-the-dead #spirit-guide-series #supernatural

I still love the book-ness of books, the smell of books: I am a book fetishist—books to me are the coolest and sexiest and most wonderful things there are. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#reading #sexy #smell #wonderful #love

When nothing else subsists from the past, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered...the smell and taste of things remain poised a long time, like souls...bearing resiliently, on tiny and almost impalpable drops of their essence, the immense edifice of memory ↗

— Marcel Proust

#memories #nostalgia #smell #nostalgia

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