Smell Quotations | Page 5

I still have that new senator smell.

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.

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It was the best place to be, thought Wilbur, this warm delicious cellar, with the garrulous geese, the changing seasons, the heat of the sun, the passage of swallows, the nearness of rats, the sameness of sheep, the love of spiders, the smell of manure, and the glory of everything.

If ya' smell what The Rock is cookin'!

Selling your apartment in New York is like dating a manic-depressive.. you get used to cycles of elation and despondency. Every time someone would come to see the apartment, there was the thrill of the date. You want to be presentable, so you clean the place up, make sure it smells good, put on some mood lighting and mellow music.

Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze over the dunes, a life in which you stop and watch how a red-tailed hawk circles over a pond and a stand of pines. Get a life in which you pay attention to the baby as she scowls with concentration when she tried to pick up a Cheerio with her thumb and first finger.

I am inside someone who hates me. I look out from his eyes. Smell what fouled tunes come in to his breath. Love his wretched women.

On the plane, I like to read fiction set in the location I'm going to. Fiction is in many ways more useful than a guidebook, because it gives you those little details, a sense of the way a place smells, an emotional sense of the place. So, I'll bring Graham Greene's The Quiet American if I'm going to Vietnam. It's good to feel romantic about a destination before you arrive.

Soap, like people, shouldn't smell like anything.

I am very grateful to the electronic world for making my life easier, but there is something about holding a book - the smell and the world of association. Even when e-books are perfected, as they surely will be, it will be like being in bed with a very well-made robot rather than a warm, soft, human being whom you love.

I felt like the blonde in every horror movie who hears a noise in the basement and goes to investigate alone. Sometimes you smell the stupid all around you, but you step in it anyway.

No one wants to admit we're addicted to music. That's just not possible. No one's addicted to music and television and radio. We just need more of it, more channels, a larger screen, more volume. We can't bear to be without it, but no, nobody's addicted. We could turn it off anytime we wanted. I fit a window frame into a brick wall. With a little brush, the size for fingernail polish, I glue it. The window is the size of a fingernail. The glue smells like hair spray. The smell tastes like oranges and gasoline.

Burn, Hollywood, burn, I smell a riot goin' on, First they're guilty, now they're gone!

Is it possible for the rose to say, "I will give my fragrance to the good people who smell me, but I will withhold it from the bad?" Or is it possible for the lamp to say, "I will give my light to the good people in this room, but I will withhold it from the evil people"? Or can a tree say, "I'll give my shade to the good people who rest under me, but I will withhold it from the bad"? These are images of what love is about.

Smells could bring a person back clearer than pictures even could.

I told him about the way they get to know you. Not the way people do, the way they flatter you by wanting to know every last thing about you, only it isn't a compliment, it is just efficient, a person getting more quickly to the end of you. Correction - dogs do want to know every last thing about you. They take in the smell of you, they know from the next room, asleep, when a mood settles over you. The difference is there's not an end to it.

The snow has quietness in it; no songs, no smells, no shouts or traffic. When I speak my own voice shocks me.

Vampires always order hot drinks. They aren't going to drink them; but they can feel the warmth and smell them if they're hot, and that is so good.

It's so easy to wish for death when nothing's wrong with you! It's so easy to fall in love with death, and I've been all my life, and seen it's most faithful worshippers crumble in the end, screaming just to live, as if all the dark veils and the lillies and the smell of candles, and grandiose promises of the grave meant nothing. I knew that. But I always wished I was dead. It was a way to go on living

If it smells like fish its a dish. If it smells like cologne leave it alone.

Wild honey smells of freedom The dust - of sunlight The mouth of a young girl, like a violet But gold - smells of nothing.

I am very sensitive to the smells and sensations that are part of perfumes because they remind me of things: moments from the past, people, events.

It smelled pretty rank, but I was getting used to the smell of death, as much as anyone could get used to it.

The smell of frustration cannot compete with the stench of non-creation

If you cut a thing up, of course it will smell. Hence, nothing raises such an infernal stink at last, as human psychology.

It grew late. Through the open door, stealthily, came the scent of madonna lilies, almost as if it were prowling abroad.

Everything gets horrible. Everything you see gets ugly. Lurid is the word. Doctor Garton said lurid, one time. That's the right word for it. And everything sounds harsh, spiny and harsh sounding, like every sound you hear all of a sudden has teeth. And smelling like I smell bad even after I just got out of the shower. It's like what's the point of washing if everything smells like I need another shower

Nora said: 'I love you, Nicky, because you smell nice and know such fascinating people.

If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me?

You ever tasted a smell? It's a very strange feeling. I've done it quite a few times and it still freaks me out.

Decorating the gym can't mask the fact that it smells like a mix between corsage and balls.

I can smell bullshit from a mile away but it's so much harder to detect when it's around you all day.

My grannies would both bake things like shortbreads and cookies. I think whenever I smell those kinds of things it really takes me back to my childhood.

Childhood smells of perfume and brownies.

I don’t like it when you use my shampoo, because then your hair smells like me, not you.

Imagine yourself in the scene. See what there is to be seen. Listen to the sounds. Touch the world. Smell the air. Taste it. Use all of your senses. Then evoke those experiences for the reader. If you give the audience the flavor, they'll flesh out the moment in their own imaginations.

Always hold your sales meetings in rooms too small for the audience, even if it means holding them in the WC. 'Standing room only' creates an atmosphere of success, as in theatres and restaurants, while a half-empty auditorium smells of failure.

We must go for a day in the country and when surrounded by the gay twittering of the birds and the smell of the cows I will lay my suit at her feet and he waved his arm wildly at the gay thought.

O my offense is rank, it smells to heaven.

We understand that the smell is one thing this neighborhood is going to have to endure,

We understand that, on a daily basis, we must train ourselves. This industry changes every day and if you stop and smell the roses, somebody's going to pass you by. Every day is a learning process because our customers are counting on us to keep up ....

We're under a burn ban. Everything is so dry. And even if you have just a small fire, everyone has their windows open with the power out. The smoke comes in and you smell up everything,

When people come in and take a breath, it is so captivating. It basically tells people to stop and smell the roses.

When my mother was dying, I cooked for her. One of the things I realised was that the smell and look of the food was key. I concentrated on how it looked on the plate. Even if the amount was small, it gave her a nourishment of a different kind.

Whenever I get an idea for a song, even before jotting down the notes, I can hear it in the orchestra, I can smell it in the scenery, I can see the kind of actor who will sing it, and I am aware of an audience listening to it.

To me, the deal has the smell of inevitability to it. If it doesn't happen, for whatever reason, it would be a lost opportunity for both companies. The long-term trajectory of both these companies without each other is downwards.

We believe Mr. Campbell is simply ready to take some time out to smell the roses before accepting any new challenges.

When you hold it up, you can see right through it. It doesn't smell because it doesn't retain water.

When you have the regulators working with the regulated, it doesn't pass the smell test.

We had so much energy the last two days, I couldn't believe we just came off the road trip. I said they're starting to smell the roses ? they feel the end coming here.

Experience, no experience, you just have to come out and play hard. If the veterans smell that you're scared or anything like that, it's over for you. You just have to match their intensity.

We'll have to wake up and smell the coffee sooner or later,

We also got to see America up close. We got to touch it with our feet and hands and smell all its scents and hear its wildlife. It's an amazing country.

This seemed so clearly to make sense. I could smell a monster.

'Up the Junction' went on to inform my love of British social realism. It was the first film I saw of this ilk, a very stark, visceral reflection of England, an England I didn't necessarily feel a part of but that I knew was out there. You could almost smell the bread and butter and cabbage.

We smell blood when we get up like that. When a team gets down, that's when you want to pound a team. No disrespect to Seton Hall, but if any team gets down we have to jump on them, because we know if it was switched around, they would jump on us.

With food, you're the artist; you put the colour in it, you present it to the table and it has the ability to knock out the senses. It can look fabulous, be beautifully presented and smell great and taste good as well.

We expect nothing less than a complete interim agreement including Belgrade's acceptance of a NATO-led force, ... wake up and smell the coffee.

You got your regular human waste that's floating by, but the grease, you go home and you take a shower, and you still smell it. It's awful.

You got to wake up and smell the coffee, because it's going to hit, and these gas prices are going to go up, and up, and up, and up.

You have to see it, smell it, feel it for yourself.

You get nothing out of helping these people. Your oil is not going to be any cheaper. Your shoes are still going to smell the same, and your sitcoms are going to be just as stupid.

We went through most of the year on a downer and we sure didn't want to end on this note. I definitely thought we had a shot. Unlike the other games we showed the urgency off the hop but strangely we let down in the end when we usually smell blood and go for it.

We could smell the stench from rotten leaves and timber from 500 feet in a helicopter.

Even though there are controls placed on the processing, the smell that will come out from the new plant would be overpowering.

Black and gray smoke just came puffing out like a train. You could smell it all over the house, and the soot got into everything.

Don 't hurry. Don't worry. You're only here for a short visit. So don't forget to stop and smell the roses.

Fans really want to feel intimate with the action. This is part of what has made the NBA so successful. You can almost smell the sweat.

The revolution of electronics hasn't taken away the good smell of books. It's really hopeful to see.

There's no requirement that when you show up in court for your first appearance, or if somebody's going to post your bond, that you smell clean when you get there.

There's nothing worse than a halfway committed position on a pro-life issue, because pro-life voters can smell that a mile away,

I smell blood. I'm like a pit bull. Once I taste blood I'm on you ... and I'm about to taste blood.

I should have no objection to this method, but that I think it must smell too strong of the lamp.

I understand the nostalgia of having paper to feel and smell when you read it, but I would rather have fond memories of newspapers that have become obsolete than fond memories of beautiful forests that have become obsolete.

The water tastes fine, ... There?s no smell or anything. But I kept wondering. I wonder if it?s OK. I wonder if it?s OK.

I've never seen anything like this in my life. The smell was putrid. And when the wind blew, you couldn't escape it.

The smell of champagne in a clubhouse is a great thing, ... regardless of how you get there.

The smell of burning rubber is always great in the air.

The smell is terrible already but it will only get worse and I can't bear thinking about what will happen if children start swimming in it when the weather gets warmer.

The smell is putrid. It's like we're living in the middle of a cesspool.

The smell is just not very good. Some smell of rotting flesh, some of nuts, some of thyme leaves.

The smell is horrible, revolting from all the feces.

The smell gets all over your arms. It's usually sweaty and nasty.

The tech companies in the East Bay perhaps had products that were more useful to general types of businesses than really cutting-edge Internet products. Companies may want to buy products they can use in their business operations than a technology that lets you smell things over the Internet.

The thing that makes vivid writing is when the reader is in the body of the story, the body of the character. Things smell like something; there's weather, there's texture, there's light.

I wanted to build a beautiful boutique gathering place where people could be healthy, but I didn't want it to look, smell or feel like a gym.

Son, a woman is like a beer. They smell good, they look good, you'd step over your own mother just to get one! But you can't stop at one. You wanna drink another woman!

Sacred Heart really picks up the defense when they can smell the defeat. They are a good ball team with a lot of big-game experience that we are lacking right now. When they have a chance to finish you off, they do it.

Romania has a distinctive smell on its own, ... You're in confined places with guys. ... I don't think there's too much body deodorant in Romania. It was definitely an experience as far as being in tight quarters with a lot of people, grown men.

Romania has a distinctive smell on its own, ... Driving to set stunk and then getting to set stunk even worse. You're in confined places with guys. And Europeans are not noted for their hygiene. I don't think there's too much body deodorant in Romania. It was definitely an experience as far as being in tight quarters with a lot of people, grown men.

Schill is incredible. He knows how to hit his spots. He looked like he had more hop in his step. He can smell the fact he's going to be starting for us soon.

Rain usually makes me feel mellow. Curl up in the corner time, slow down, smell the furniture. Today it just makes me feel wet.

Readers want to visualize your story as they read it. The more exact words you give them, the more clearly they see it, smell it, hear it, taste it. Thus, a dog should be an 'Airedale,' not just a 'dog.' A taste should not be merely 'good' but 'creamy and sweet' or 'sharply salty' or 'buttery on the tongue.'

Opium, yes. You can smell it in the evening.

The one thing that holds people back from working out together is that they don't want to smell around other people. Your olfactory sense is the primary sense in your memory, and you don't want to be part of anyone's memory thinking that you smell bad.

After about one hour of rain, the drainage ditch in the front of the house is so full it is halfway up the front yard. The backyard looks like a lake. We are on septic and every time it rains, you cannot use the bathroom facilities, and the smell of septic is very strong.

One claimant has written to me describing it. They ate nothing. The smell was indescribable. The stench was indescribable. Some drank their own urine because they were in effect dying of thirst.

Once the smell gets to me, I like to try something new.

The call to report this incident was that of a compromised gas pipe, not of an ordinary smell of gas.