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Tag Name "Smelled" (77)

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Handsome, fictional men were so much easier to stomach than real life ones who smelled of Christmas and looked like a Calvin Klein model
Tarryn Fisher
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She was so Southern that she cried tears that came straight from the Mississippi, and she always smelled faintly of cottonwood and peaches.
Sarah Addison Allen
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It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
Maud Hart Lovelace
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Yours is... il sent comme lavande. Is that French for 'You stink'? It means 'lavender'. Huh. She sniffed at her wrist. I thought I smelled more like a grape Popsicle.
Lynn Viehl
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Ideas are born from what is smelled, heard, seen, experienced, felt, emotionalized.
Rod Serling
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I don’t know what I saw. It could’ve been a hallucination. You get those from sniffing glue.” “You’ve never sniffed glue!” “I’ve smelled glue,” Jamie said after a pause. “In art class.
Sarah Rees Brennan
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The corridor couldn't have smelled more strongly of fish guts if we had actually been inside a fish.
Arthur Golden
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For a moment he could have sworn he smelled violets, which was very peculiar, since he had no idea what violets smelled like, except somehow he knew they smelled just like Lady Emma.
Susan Elizabeth Phillips
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You are the sum total of everything you've seen, heard, eaten, smelled, been told, forgot- it's all right there.
Maya Angelou
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The smell of apple pies didn't quite fill the house, but it was there, a thread under everything else. It was kind of hard to take Christophe seriously when he smelled like baked goods. I wondered if other djampjir smelled like Hostess Twinkies and sniggered to myself.
Lilith Saintcrow
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The wind smelled clean, like clean magazines. It smelled like invisible ink.
Sarah Schulman
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He smelled cold water and cold intrepid green. Those early flowers smelled like cold water. Their fragrance was not the still perfume of high summer it was the smell of cold, raw green.
Paul Harding
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Just like an alley in New York -like every alley in the world, apparently- it smelled like cat pee.
Cassandra Clare
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My grandmother was probably the first person who I thought was beautiful. She was incredibly stylish, she had big hair, big cars. I was probably 3 years old, but she was like a cartoon character. She'd swoop into our lives with presents and boxes, and she always smelled great and looked great.
Tom Ford
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In the spring of 1988, I returned to New Orleans, and as soon as I smelled the air, I knew I was home. It was rich, almost sweet, like the scent of jasmine and roses around our old courtyard. I walked the streets, savoring that long lost perfume.
Anne Rice
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I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may live and what time the birds awaken in the summer -- and what trees and seasons smelled like -- how people looked and walked and smelled even. The memory of odors is very rich.
John Steinbeck
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...and so many orchards circled the village that on some crisp October afternoons the whole wold smelled like pie.
Alice Hoffman
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Her clothes still smoked from the wizard’s assault. But to him, she always smelled of flowers.
Cinda Williams Chima
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Mama took me in her arms and held me tight. Her embrace was hot and she smelled like sweat, dust, and grease, but I wanted her. I wanted to crawl inside her mind to find that place that let her smile and sing through the worst dust storms. If I had to be crazy, I wanted my mama's kind of crazy, because she was never afraid.
Sarah Zettel
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I think that much of this was running in background as I contemplated whether or not to attend the PS 99 reunion, although I certainly anticipated that I would not it smelled like death, not youth.
John Thorn
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And no matter how serious an environmental problem the automobile poses in today's big city, the horse was dirtier, smelled worse, killed and maimed more people, and congested the streets just as much.
Peter Drucker
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Who has smelled the woodsmoke at twilight, who has seen the campfire burning, who is quick to read the noises of the night?
Rudyard Kipling
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Wiggles hissed as I crossed the floor toward the throne. She fixed me with her empty hateful eyes and smelled the air, her long tongue shivering through the slit of the lipless mouth. Nice to see you too, sweetheart. Remember my cattle prod?
Ilona Andrews
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Demosthenes, when taunted by Pytheas that all his arguments smelled of the lamp, replied, Yes, but your lamp and mine, my friend, do not witness the same labours.
Plutarch
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