When I finished the trilogy of 'Pirates of the Caribbean' movies, I had a gear shift and thought, 'I need to take a moment to smell the roses.'
Sam: What's so funny? Riggan: I can't smell them.
Edward Cole: [to his doctor] I love the smell of chemo in the morning.
Money does not smell of the mire whence it came; it has the glorious scent of what will be.
Smells are so powerful and evocative, sometimes stronger than visual cues.
An hour would be enough. An hour with my head on the pillow beside yours, foreheads touching, eyes locked with eyes (just the two of us, mind you, minus that sodding cat); an hour to smell the smell of you - garlic and all, I wouldn't mind, no, I wou...
I laughed to myself as I headed for Finley's car. She had no idea what kind of harrassment she was in for, and I was going to enjoy every minute of it. Secretly, she would, too. I knew it. I could smell it on her, kind of like how a dog smells fear. ...
Answering the question 'How would you like to smell?' by saying 'I'd rather I didn't' is also no longer acceptable. It's not playing the game. Men are expected to put some cash into the cosmetic pot too - it's seen as almost un-feminist not to. What ...
Someone knocked me down; I pushed Brinker over a small slope; someone was trying to tackle me from behind. Everywhere there was the smell of vitality in clothes, the vital something in wool and flannel and corduroy which spring releases. I had forgot...
Hal: [after Del's execution] WHAT IN THE BLUE FUCK WAS THAT? There's puke all over the floor up there. And that smell! I had Van Hayes open both doors but that smell's not going out for five damn years that's what I'm bettin'. And that asshole, Whart...
Don’t take this the wrong way, but you smell like Magnus.
The heavy smell of incense gave me an uneasy feeling as if I had walked into a tomb
I could smell an arrogance, it was my cheap fragrance.
Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.
Being alive, if you had to define it, meant emitting a variety of smells
There are whiskers in my soup, and my spoon smells like my cat’s ass.
She loved the smell of books, the feel of books, the look of them on the shelf.
I was three inches taller but he could smell my fear.
A candle that smells like asshole would be an instant hit in prison.
She loves the smell of his fur, all warm and musky and cat-spit clean.
Vinegar: that's what fear smells like.
