Smell Quotes

I wouldn’t mind dying in a plane crash. It’d be a good way to go. I don’t want to die in my sleep, or of old age, or OD…

What a psalm the storm was singing, and how fresh the smell of the washed earth and leaves, and how sweet the still small voices of the storm!

You smell like there is no substitute for you, you smell so, again everything is next to me, not the same.

I want to feel what it’s like. I want to taste it, hear it, smell it. Death is only going to happen to you once; I don’t want to miss it

If I splurge on anything, it’s cologne. I love smelling good.

Having no consideration (regardless or irrespective of) for others (“autrui”, Fr.), than we physically are by a sickening (or nauseating) smell.

Earth is a place where we learn to fly in human form. We all gather here in the miraculous place where a tiny seed grows a flower with its own smell or a tree that casts shade onto the land of people.

Yeah, it’s an off day when I don’t get somebody telling me how edible I smell. – Bella Swan.

I even love the smell of books.

Rain is the warm softness of a mother’s hand as she soothingly dabs that nasty smelling ointment on that bruised kneecap of yours, her delicate features creased with worry.