Smell Quotes

A woman smells well when she smells of nothing.

They that smell least, smell best.

A hippie is someone who looks like Tarzan, walks like Jane, and smells like Cheetah.

I send thee myrrh, not that thou mayest be by it perfumed, but it perfumed by thee.

What’s in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet. (Romeo and Juliet)

Here’s the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. (Macbeth)

What is the most precious, the most exciting smell awaiting you in the house when you return to it after a dozen years or so? The smell of roses, you think? No, mouldering books.

He had reason to believe the stercoraceous flavour, condemned by prejudice as a stink, was, in fact, most agreeable to the organs of smelling; for, that every person who pretended to nauseate the smell of another’s excretions, snuffed up his own with particular complacency.

We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.

The act of smelling something, anything, is remarkably like the act of thinking. Immediately at the moment of perception, you can feel the mind going to work, sending the odor around from place to place, setting off complex repertories through the brain, polling one center after another for signs of re-recognition, for old memories and […]