Scent Quotes - Page 13

• God washes the eyes by tears until they can behold the invisible land where tears shall come no more. O love! O affliction! ye are the guides that show us the way through the great airy space where our loved ones walked; and, as hounds easily follow the scent before the dew be risen, so God teaches us, while yet our sorrow is wet, to follow on and find our dear ones in heaven.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Eye, Land, Dear Ones

  Henry Ward Beecher (1858). “Life Thoughts”, p.32

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• Christianity persecuted, tortured, and burned. Like a hound it tracked the very scent of heresy. It kindled wars, and nursed furious hatreds and ambitions. It sanctified, quite like Mohammedism, extermination and tyranny. All this would have been impossible if, like Buddhism, it had looked only for peace and the liberation of souls. It looked beyond; it dreamt of infinite blisses and crowns it should be crowned with before an electrified universe and an applauding God... Buddhism had tried to quiet a sick world with anesthetics; Christianity sought to purge it with fire.

  George Santayana

  War, Ambition, Buddhism

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• This is a beautiful time of year with spring beginning to burst forth in many parts of the world, bringing all of its colors, scents, and cheerful sounds. The miracle of the changing seasons, with the reawakening and rebirth in nature, inspires feelings of love and reverence within us for God's marvelous, creative handiwork.

  M. Russell Ballard

  Beautiful, Nature, Spring

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• When I got inside, I just sort of stood there. There's nothing stranger than the smell of someone else's house. The scent goes right to your stomach. Mary's house smelled like lemon furniture polish and oatmeal cookies and logs in a fireplace. For some reason it made me want to curl up in the fetal position. I could have slept right there on their kitchen table.

  Adam Rapp

  Smell, Oatmeal, House

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• We are made aware that magnitude of material things is relative, and all objects shrink and expand to serve the passion of the poet. Thus, in his sonnets, the lays of birds, the scents and dyes of flowers, he finds to be the shadow of his beloved; time, which keeps her from him, is his chest; the suspicion she has awakened, is her ornament

  Ralph Waldo Emerson

  Flower, Passion, Bird

  Ralph Waldo Emerson (1981). “The Portable Emerson: New Edition”, p.51, Penguin

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• A garden full of sweet odours is a garden full of charm, a most precious kind of charm not to be implanted by mere skill in horticulture or power of purse, and which is beyond explaining. It is born of sensitive and very personal preferences yet its appeal is almost universal.

  Louise Wilder

  Sweet, Nature, Power

  Louise Beebe Wilder (1990). “The fragrant path”, Simon & Schuster Children's Publishing

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• Vinegar: that's what fear smells like.

  Jennifer Egan

  Fear, Smell, Vinegar

  Jennifer Egan (2010). “A Visit from the Goon Squad”, p.77, Anchor

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• The claw of the magnolia, drunk on its own scents, asks nothing of life.

  Sylvia Plath

  Drunk, Magnolias, Claws

  Sylvia Plath (2010). “Ariel”, p.69, Faber & Faber

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• A light wind blew through here that carried with it scents of sadness and loss, not recognizable odors but smells that corresponded to nothing, chimerical fragrances able to evoke melancholic memories.

  Bentley Little

  Memories, Sadness, Loss

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• Han spotted a child‟s homespun dolly in the ditch, pressed into the mud. He reined in, meaning to climb down and fetch it so he could clean it up for his little sister. Then he remembered that Mari was dead and had no need of dollies anymore. Grief was like that. It gradually faded into a dull ache, until some simple sight or sound or scent hit him like a hammer blow.

  Cinda Williams Chima

  Children, Grief, Blow

  Cinda Williams Chima (2011). “The Exiled Queen (The Seven Realms Series, Book 2)”, p.12, HarperCollins UK

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• I go into my library, and all history unrolls before me. I breathe the morning air of the world while the scent of Eden's roses yet lingered in it, while it vibrated only to the world's first brood of nightingales, and to the laugh of Eve. I see the pyramids building; I hear the shoutings of the armies of Alexander.

  Alexander Smith

  Morning, Army, Night

  Alexander Smith (2012). “Dreamthorp A Book of Essays Written in the Country”, p.221, tredition

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• The candle-buds opened their wide white flowers....Their scent spilled out into the air and took possession of the island.

  William Golding

  Flower, Islands, Air

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• My soul was a burden, bruised and bleeding. It was tired of the man who carried it, but I found no place to set it down to rest. Neither the charm of the countryside nor the sweet scents of a garden could soothe it. It found no peace in song or laughter, none in the company of friends at table or in the pleasures of love, none even in books or poetry.... Where could my heart find refuge from itself? Where could I go, yet leave myself behind?

  Wally Lamb

  Song, Sweet, Laughter

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• I'm going to create a very strong scent which can kill a boy!

  Yohji Yamamoto

  Strong, Boys, Very Strong

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• What do we look for as reward? Some little sounds, and scents, and scenes A small hand darting strawberry-ward A woman's aprons full of greens. The sense that we have brought to birth Out of the cold and heavy soil, The blessed fruits and flowers of earth Is large reward for our toil.

  Ruth Pitter

  Blessed, Flower, Garden

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• The military mind is indeed a menace. Old-fashioned futurity that sees only men fighting and dying in smoke and fire; hears nothing more civilized than a cannonade; scents nothing but the stink of battle-wounds and blood.

  Sean O'Casey

  Military, Fighting, Army

  Sean O'Casey (1973). “Sunset and evening star”, Pan

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• Life in the country teaches one that the really stimulating things are the quiet, natural things, and the really wearisome things are the noisy, unnatural things. It is more exciting to stand still than to dance. Silence is more eloquent than speech. Water is more stimulating than wine. Fresh air is more intoxicating than cigarette smoke. Sunlight is more subtle than electric light. The scent of grass is more luxurious than the most expensive perfume. The slow, simple observations of the peasant are more wise than the most sparkling epigrams of the latest wit.

  Beverley Nichols

  Life, Wise, Country

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• The stillness of the early morning scene enables me to take in and enjoy many things which pass me by during the bustle of the day. First, there are the scents, which seem even more generous with their offerings than they are in the evening.

  Rosemary Verey

  Morning, Offering, Generosity

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• The woods were made for the hunters of dreams,
  The brooks for the fisher of song;
  To the hunters who hunt for the gunless game
  The streams and the woods belong.
  There are thoughts that moan from the soul of the pine
  And thoughts in a flower-bell curled;
  And the thoughts that are blown with the scent of the fern
  Are as new and as old as the world.

  Sam Walter Foss

  Dream, Song, Flower

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• Ah! my heart is weary waiting,
  Waiting for the May:
  Waiting for the pleasant rambles
  Where the fragrant hawthorn brambles,
  Where the woodbine alternating,
  Scent the dewy way;
  Ah! my heart is weary, waiting,
  Waiting for the May.

  Denis Florence MacCarthy

  Heart, Waiting, May

  Denis Florence MacCarthy “Poems”, Lulu.com

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• I suppose, yes, I've been guilty of provocation but it's also just common sense marketing - put a bottle of scent in a woman's cleavage, or between her thighs - and men will notice.

  Tom Ford

  Men, Common Sense, Marketing

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• I hover over the expensive Scotch and then the Armagnac, but finally settle on a glass of rich red claret. I put it near my nose and nearly pass out. It smells of old houses and aged wood and dark secrets, but also of hard, hot sunshine through ancient shutters and long, wicked afternoons in a four-poster bed. It's not a wine, it's a life, right there in the glass.

  Nick Harkaway

  Wine, Sunshine, Dark

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• If I could/bind myself to this moment, to the slow//snare of its scent/what would it matter if I became//just the flutter of page/in a text someone turns//to examine me/in the wrong color?

  Mary Szybist

  Color, Pages, Matter

  Mary Szybist (2013). “Incarnadine: Poems”, p.13, Macmillan

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• You want the scent? Smell yourself!

  Hannibal

  Smell, Want

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• But who is this, what thing of sea or land,- Female of sex it seems,- That so bedeck'd, ornate, and gay, Comes this way sailing Like a stately ship Of Tarsus, bound for th' isles Of Javan or Gadire, With all her bravery on, and tackle trim, Sails fill'd, and streamers waving, Courted by all the winds that hold them play, An amber scent of odorous perfume Her harbinger?

  John Milton

  Sex, Gay, Wind

  John Milton (1832). “The Poetical Works of John Milton”, p.34

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