Scent Quotes

Scent is the soul of flowers, and sea flowers, as splendid as they may be, have no soul!

I miss sunrise even more. The green scent of dawn in the forest? The color blushing back into the world, different every day.

You don't really realize why you get attracted to certain people, and I do think scent has more to do with it than we realize.

You can definitely aid the message that you want to send to people by what scent you're wearing.

There was a time when you would have taken my heart with stake or gun. Now you have taken it with these delicate hands and the scent of your body." - Jean-Claude

I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.

the intermittent breeze carried her scent to me again and again , singing in another language of memories from another form .

Create a good idea and leave it in the darkness; you will then see that people will come with the candles in their hands to find it, because just like the bad, the good has also a special scent!

The scent of the morning is prepared by the night; the scent of the night is prepared by the day; everything helps everything!

Past experience told me he could smell my fear; it also told me that the anger accompanying it would pretty much cover the scent. It's good to know how to compensate for your own weaknesses.​

Down the hill I went, and then, I forgot the ways of men, For night-scents, heady and damp and cool Wakened ecstasy

The only thing that gets me high is the musky scent of my enemy's fear

So, Bella, I was following your scent through the woods after I'd left your room where I was watching you sleep...Yes that would be quite the ice breaker.

You may go a long time without winning, but you never forget that scent.

I have Vie Luxe candles in every room. In 2006 I spent the month of August in Sardinia, and the scent reminds me of the wonderful time we had.

I breathed him in, closing my mouth tight and inhaling the scent of him through my nose. I felt sheltered by him. Safe.

Rather than raising his voice like everyone else, he leaned close to my ear and asked, "Dance with me?" I felt his warm breath and inhale the scent of his aftershave -something basic and male.

I loved the scent of the wallflowers in the evening.

The wolf sniffed beneath the door to be sure this was a human cottage. The scent was undeniable. No pigs, except in bacon form. The wolf thought bacon form was a very sensible way for pigs to behave.

Already the scent of victory is in the air.

The instant trivial as it is is all we have unless-unless things the imagination feeds upon, the scent of the rose, startle us anew.

Nature, exerting an unwearied power, Forms, opens, and gives scent to every flower; Spreads the fresh verdure of the field, and leads The dancing Naiads through the dewy meads.

So quiet...it's like...all the sounds in the world...have been stopped...only you scent...in the deepest part of my heart...echoing.

As an impoverished student I used to spend days out in Selfridges, nibbling on samples of free cheese and dousing myself with scent in the perfume department.

Faeces by any other name would smell as gross

May your love for me be likethe scent of the evening seadrifting inthrough a quiet windowso i do not have to runor chase or fall... to feel youall i have to dois breathe.

Women waste so much time wearing no perfume. As for me, in every step that I have taken in life, I have been accompanied by an exquisite perfume!

The scent of rain on a sultry spring evening is always an indulgence.

Perfume is the scent that pours out of a flower's soul when crushed.

in the endit is wordspoetry. sunsetssomeone’s deep blue silk voice.mountain scents.someone’s smile.eyes. that we haveno defenses against.

I smell him in intervals, in varieties, in ways I don’t quite understand.

Smells, I think, may be the last thing on earth to die.

Three scents accompany my memories of this place: cut wood, poppy-seed bread, and the soft, crisp smell of snow.

The magic fades too fastthe scent of summer never lasts the nights turn hollow and vast but nothing remains...nothing lasts.

I want your scent to intoxicate my passions to the point where lust is merely a word, dancing upon our flames of desire...

Her every movement transfixed him

He was the smell of winter rain and the sound of his predator’s heartbeat

The last thing she remembered before finally drifting off was how nice Steffi's hair smelled.

With bated breath we wait for the scent of perfection, accompanied by the freshness of love.

I love the scent of winter. I love the scent of winter enough to suffer the cold for it.

I miss the smell of him. I miss his lips and his strong arms. I miss him.

The scent of flowers is the glory of gardens and the scent of art is the glory of Paris!