It’s fall coming, I thought, I can smell that sour-molasses smell of silage, clanging the air like a bell – smell like somebody’s been burning oak leaves, left them to smolder overnight because they’re too green.
Hoggle: And you wouldn't be so brave if you'd ever smelled the Bog of Eternal Stench. It's, it's... Sarah: Is that all it does, is smell? Hoggle: Oh, believe me, that's enough! But the worst thing is, if you so much as set a foot in the Bog of Stench...
He smelled of cigarettes and whiskey, the smell of Cambridge and youth.
God dances with the outcast.
If peace had a smell,it would be the smell of a library full of old, leather-bound books.
I like the way my own feet smell. I love to smell my sneakers when I take them off.
Norman Bates: Hate the smell of dampness, don't you? It's such a, I don't know, creepy smell.
So what if the air in Paris smells of romance? My shirt smells of you.
When they gave the donkey flowers to smell, he ate them.
But why is it that if you imagine a baby who smells of milk, for example, you can't help smiling? Why is there such an agreement around the world about what is or isn't a foul smell? Who decided what smells bad? Is it impossible that somewhere in thi...
I want to remember...Smelling your newness upon this earth. The baby-Jesus smell as Grandma used to put it. Pure. Unsullied. Like the imagined smell in the twirling air of eiderdown feathers spin-floating around the yard on a new spring day.
Every Sunday I nudge Sam in her direction, and he walks to where she is sitting and hugs her. She smells him behind the ears, where he most smells like sweet unwashed new potatoes. This is in fact what I think God may smell like, a young child's slig...
You know what, you need to stay out of my bedroom. You have your own.” He smiled. “I know I do. I see it quite often. I just prefer your bed. It smells better.” I made a face. “It smells better? What does your bed smell like? Regret and bad t...
Know something about the world, and by this I mean the world outside of books. This might require joining the Marines, or working on an oil rig or as a hash slinger at a truck stop in Kentucky. Know what it smells like out there. If everything you wr...
Gerry Conlon: What I remember most about my childhood is holding your hand. My wee hand in your big hand, and the smell of tobacco. I remember, I could smell the tobacco in the palm of your hand. When I want to feel happy, I try to remember the smell...
Frog Spirit: Lin... Lin: What? [pushes Chihiro into the elevator to keep her from being seen] Frog Spirit: I smell something... a human! You smell like a human! Lin: Oh, really. Frog Spirit: You're hiding something, Lin. Come on, spit it out. Lin: [p...
Who is brave enough to tell the lion that his breath smells?
Every man likes the smell of his own farts.
"That smells bad," said the cat about meat that it cannot reach.
He who has bad breath cannot smell it.
I need a victim and no offense Yuki, but your carrot sticks are lacking in controversy.