"A rose will smell as sweet by any other name, but it must be the rose of liberty that I want and not the artificial product."
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"They always, always, always curl your lashes, because it really helps open your eyes and make you look awake. Moisturizing is very important. And what they usually do at shows is they spray some water or Caudalie face spray, which smells really nice. They spray that over your face and make that a bit more fresh and dewy-looking so it's a bit less powdered."
"Being a cult figure in one's own lifetime I am afraid is not at all pleasant. However I do not find that it tends to puff one up: in my case at any rate it makes me feel extremely small and inadequate. But even the nose of a very modest idol cannot remain entirely untickled by the sweet smell of incense."
"I dislike allegory wherever I smell it."
"I hope I never smell the smell of apples again!" said Fili. "My tub was full of ut. To smell apples everlastingly when you can scarcely move and are cold and sick with hunger is maddening. I could eat anything in the wide world now for hours on end - but not an apple!"
"There was a fire in the wide hearth before them, and it was burning with a sweet smell, as if it were built of apple-wood."
"I still love the book-ness of books, the smell of books: I am a book fetishist—books to me are the coolest and sexiest and most wonderful things there are."
"I as an astrophysicist, see the universe, feel the universe, smell the universe every day. Every day. And for people to say, I'm cool, I'm right here, it's all I need."
"I shall not find a painting more beautiful because the artist has painted a hawthorn in the foreground, though I know of nothing more beautiful than the hawthorn, for I wish to remain sincere and because I know that the beauty of a painting does not depend on the things represented in it. I shall not collect images of hawthorn. I do not venerate hawthorn, I go to see and smell it."
"What does it feel like to be infected?" "I-- I can't describe it." I force the words out. Can't breathe, can't breathe, can't breathe. His skin smells like smoke from a wood fire, like soap, like heaven. I imagine tasting his skin; I imagine biting his lips. "I want to know." His words are a whisper, barely audible. "I want to know with you."
"It definitely happens more often than you would think when someone comes up and you're like: "He's really attractive and seems really nice," and it just doesn't work if he smells bad."
"People come from internally, from other places in the United States, but also displaced people from other parts of the world. They come here. If you walk in the streets of San Francisco, you hear all the languages. You smell all the foods. You listen to the music from everywhere. There's great diversity."
"That which above all other yields the sweetest smell in the air is the violet."
"I will always smell good."
"The heavy smell of flower petals stroked the walls of my lungs."
"Being alive, if you had to define it, meant emitting a variety of smells."
"Sometimes when I'm with you, I remember things I lost when I was your age. Like I remember the sound of the rain and the smell of the wind."
"The scornful nostril and the high head gather not the odors that lie on the track of truth."
"I think I am quite wicked with roses. I like to gather them, and smell them till they have no scent left."
"I found that of the senses, the eye is the most superficial, the ear the most arrogant, smell the most voluptuous, taste the most superstitious and fickle, touch the most profound and the most philosophical."