Smell Quotes - Page 23

• Cloisters, ancient libraries ... I was confusing learning with the smell of cold stone.

  Alan Bennett

  Confusing, Library, Stones

  Alan Bennett (2017). “The History Boys: With GCSE and A Level study guide”, p.30, Faber & Faber

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• When her muzzle grew more white than brown, the chipmunk forgot that she and the squirrel had had nothing to talk about. She forgot the definition of "jazz" as well and came to think of it as every beautiful thing she had ever failed to appreciate: the taste of warm rain; the smell of a baby; the din of a swollen river, rushing past her tree and onward to infinity.

  David Sedaris

  Beautiful, Baby, Rain

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• A shaft of sunlight at the end of a dark afternoon, a note of music, and the way the back of a baby’s neck smells if it’s mother keeps it tidy,” answered Henry. “Correct,” said Stuart. “Those are the important things. You forgot one thing, though. Mary Bendix, what did Henry Rackmeyer forget?” “He forgot ice cream with chocolate sauce on it,” said Mary quickly.

  E. B. White

  Mother, Baby, Dark

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• It wasn't just that Lucy wanted to help him. She wasn't as selfless as that. She was madly attracted to him. She was attracted to all of the normal things and the weird things, too, like the back of his neck and his thumbs on the edge of his desk and the way his hair stuck out on one side like a little wing over his ear. She caught his smell once, and it made her dizzy. She couldn't fall asleep that night.

  Ann Brashares

  Fall, Night, Hair

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• I suppose he'll die soon. I'm expecting it, like you do for a dog that's seventeen. There's no way to know how I'll react. He'll have faced his own placid death and slipped without a sound inside himself. Mostly, I imagine I'll crouch there at the door, fall onto him, and cry hard into the stench of his fur. I'll wait for him to wake up, but he won't. I'll bury him. I'll carry him outside, feeling his warmth turn to cold as the horizon frays and falls down in my backyard. For now, though, he's okay. I can see him breathing. He just smells like he's dead.

  Markus Zusak

  Dog, Fall, Breathing

  Markus Zusak (2007). “I Am the Messenger”, p.19, Knopf Books for Young Readers

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• Then, as one hand tightened on me and his other ran gently over my hair, I noticed something. He didn't smell right.

  Richelle Mead

  Hair, Hands, Ran

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• And so taking the long way home through the market I slow my pace down. It doesn't come naturally. My legs are programmed to trot briskly and my arms to pump up and down like pistons, but I force myself to stroll past the stalls and pavement cafes. To enjoy just being somewhere, rather than rushing from somewhere, to somewhere. Inhaling deep lungfuls of air, instead of my usual shallow breaths. I take a moment to just stop and look around me. And smile to myself. For the first time in a long time, I can, quite literally, smell the coffee.

  Alexandra Potter

  Coffee, Home, Past

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• Her nightmare clung to her like the smell of smoke to cloth.

  Shannon Hale

  Nightmare, Smoke

  Shannon Hale (2010). “The Goose Girl”, p.41, A&C Black

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• Her father had taught her about hands. About a dog's paws. Whenever her father was alone with a dog in a house he would lean over and smell the skin at the base of its paw. This, he would say, as if coming away from a brandy snifter, is the greatest smell in the world! A bouquet! Great rumours of travel! She would pretend disgust, but the dog's paw was a wonder: the smell of it never suggested dirt. It's a cathedral! her father had said, so-and-so's garden, that field of grasses, a walk through cyclamen--a concentration of hints of all the paths the animal had taken during the day.

  Michael Ondaatje

  Dog, Father, Taken

  Michael Ondaatje (2011). “The English Patient”, p.8, Vintage

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• “Bella, I've already expended a great deal of personal effort at this point to keep you alive. I'm not about to let you behind the wheel of a vehicle when you can't even walk straight. Besides, friends don't let friends drive drunk,” he quoted with a chuckle. I could smell the unbearably sweet fragrance coming off his chest. “Drunk?” I objected. “You're intoxicated by my very presence.” He was grinning that playful smirk again.

  Stephenie Meyer

  Sweet, Drunk, Effort

  "Twilight". Book by Stephenie Meyer, October 5, 2005.

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• Jacob: I've never seen so much manure. Wade: Baggage stock horses. They pack'em in 27 a car. Jacob: how do you stand the smell? Wade: what smell?

  Sara Gruen

  Horse, Car, Ems

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• He leaned over to kiss the top of my head, and then groaned. I looked at him, puzzled. "You smell so good in the rain," he explained. "In a good way, or in a bad way?" I asked cautiously. He sighed. "Both, always both.

  Stephenie Meyer

  Rain, Kissing, Way

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• Because everybody lies. It's part of living in society. Don't get me wrong-I think it's necessary. The last thing anyone wants is to live in a society where total honesty prevails. Can you imagine the conversations? You're short and fat, one person might say, and the other might answer, I know. But you smell bad. It just wouldn't work. So people lie by omission all the time. People will tell you most of the story...and I've learned that the part they neglect to tell you is often the most important part. People hide the truth because they're afraid." -Jo

  Nicholas Sparks

  Honesty, Lying, Thinking

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• Gazzy sniffed the air. "That's explosives. It smells like Christmas!" Okay, so we've had somewhat untraditional Christmases. With explosives.

  James Patterson

  Air, Okay, Explosives

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• I let her through. She checked Derek's pulse and his breathing, saying both seemed okay, then leaned down to his face. "Nothing weird on his breath. Smells . . . like toothpaste." Derek's eyes opened, and the first thing he saw was Tori's face inches from his. He jumped and let out an oath. Simon cracked up. I madly motioned for him to be quiet. "Are you okay?" I asked Derek. "He is now," Simon said. "After Tori jump-started his heart.

  Kelley Armstrong

  Heart, Eye, Breathing

  Kelley Armstrong (2010). “The Reckoning: Number 3 in series”, p.197, Hachette UK

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• Perfume companies ought to bottle the smell of crisp bacon. Forget pheromones. I’ll bet a woman with a little spot of bacon grease behind her ears would attract every male within a five-mile radius.

  Blaize Clement

  Grease, Males, Bottles

  Blaize Clement (2007). “Curiosity Killed the Cat Sitter: The First Dixie Hemingway Mystery”, p.78, Macmillan

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• He tilts his forehead down to rest against mine and pulls me closer. His skin, his whole being radiates heat from being so near the fire, and I close my eyes, soaking in his warmth. I breathe in the smell of snow-dampened leather and smoke and apples, the smell of all those wintry days we shared before the Games. I don't try to move away. Why should I anyway? His voice drops to a whisper. "I love you." That's why.

  Suzanne Collins

  Moving, Love You, Eye

  Suzanne Collins (2010). “Catching Fire (The Second Book of the Hunger Games)”, p.96, Scholastic Inc.

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• You are my beauty, my body, perfected. All I was drained off into you. When you left, my health went with you - leaving a moral morbidity I smell in my sleep. The acts I committed for the love of you. Acts I can never forget. I crawled into the bellies of the dead to fish out a little life... I have an appetite for it now. I have an unrelenting lust for death.

  Clive Barker

  Sleep, Leaving, Lust

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• He looked at the piles of food again, and it was like he was seeing it with new eyes. This is wrong, he thought. Letting food rot while people die of hunger. It's evil.

  Margaret Haddix

  Sweet, Eye, People

  "Among the Enemy".

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• She smells better," Claire said. "And she made me cookies.

  Rachel Caine

  Cookies, Claire, Made

  Rachel Caine (2009). “Midnight Alley”, p.108, Allison & Busby

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• Grief, I swear to God, doesn't live in the heart. It lives in the senses. And sometimes, all I want to do is cut off my nose so I can't smell her, hack my fingers off at the joint.

  Dennis Lehane

  Grief, Heart, Cutting

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• You should shower," I said. "Right now." "I smell that bad?" (Patch) Actually, he smelled that good.

  Becca Fitzpatrick

  Should, Patches, Said

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• I can smell the smoke now. I can see tendrils of it comin' up between the cracks in the shrikin' floorboards. There she is, calmly taking down the framed examples of fine embroideries, samplers, and needlework from teh hallway wall and tucking them under her arm. "Mistress! Come on! You've got to leave!" She calmly turns and faces me. "Why?" she asks. "The British are coming?" "Only one, Mistress," I say

  L.A. Meyer

  Wall, Mistress, Example

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• So do all animals react that way to you? I know you said rats steer clear." "Most do. They see a human, but they smell someting else. It confuses them. Canines are the worst, though." He paused. "No, cats are the worst. I really don't like cats." I laughed.

  Kelley Armstrong

  Cat, Animal, Rats

  Kelley Armstrong (2009). “The Awakening”, p.200, Penguin Group

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• But one thing she [Rachel] did believe in was love. She believed that you could smell it, that you could taste it, that it could change the entire course of your life.

  Sarah Addison Allen

  Believe, Taste, Courses

  Sarah Addison Allen (2011). “The Peach Keeper: A Novel”, p.149, Bantam

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