Top 100 I Can Smell Quotes
#1. When I write about a 15-year old, I jump, I return to the days when I was that age. It's like a time machine. I can remember everything. I can feel the wind. I can smell the air. Very actually. Very vividly.
Haruki Murakami
#2. Miss Juliet,' he said calmly. 'I can smell you in the wall. Is something wrong/
Megan Shepherd
#3. I know some people wonder whether Heaven and Hell truly exist, but do those people question whether gravity exists? Or oxygen? You can't see those with your naked eye, either. I can't see cologne on a guy's body, but I can smell it. I may not be able to see Heaven, but deep inside, I can feel it
Miranda Kenneally
#4. Some girls are sweeter ... Others have a tinge of bitterness ... It is as if I can smell their souls. Their experiences and relationships are painted in warm, sour crimson.
Katlyn Charlesworth
#5. Man had gone through hell and back, and even though he rose like a phoenix from the ashes to become the man he is, that smoke still clings to him. I can smell it. And that's what scares me. It's the fear that it's not all over.
Karina Halle
#7. I can smell blood, Elena," Dmitri drawled, walking back into the room. "Are you trying to flirt?
Nalini Singh
#8. Never stop reading, Luke. The words from the pages make me feel like I'm right there, like I can smell the sea and hear the wind. It's my one regret that I didn't read much over the years. How can you learn about all the things happening in the world if you don't read?
Lea Davey
#9. I can smell the sex on her. I hope she smells the love on me.
Ned Vizzini
#10. Stevie Wonder always smells so good ... I'm like a DEA dog, I can smell people a block away!
Gloria Estefan
#11. I can smell the crazy on that man from here. I have a nose for it.
Rachel Caine
#12. Finished. I can smell it," Elaine said.
"Chocolate. I helped," Tina said.
"She talks clearly for her age. My boys were chatterboxes
Carolyn Brown
#13. I can smell her perfume, something flowery, too strong in this enclosed darkness. I wonder if this is temptation. If so, I am stone.
Joanne Harris
#14. I sprayed scent like a saga a little too anxiously, left the porridge burnt at the bottom of the pot that morning: oats. Now I am swimming for my life while my sister in another city reaches for her umbrella next to her front door. I can smell the rosemary chicken but I don't want any feasts.
Abigail George
#15. I can smell the street air and say that the market has changed. It smells also sharply as smells the fresh bread from a bakery in the frost.
Anna Schlegel
#16. I can smell you, Ms. Lane," he said, even more softly. "The only blood on you is from your veins, not your womb."
My head whipped to the left and I stared at him. Ok, that was one of the more disturbing things he'd ever said to me.
Karen Marie Moning
#18. So where'd you park the car, Max?'
'I don't know. I couldn't see over the wheel.'
'That's okay. I think I can smell it.
Steve Purcell
#19. Standing in front of him I wipe his liquid from the corner of my mouth and stare deeply. I can see the panic in his eyes. I can smell his fear, deep, rich and growing, and for the first time tonight I'm actually aroused.
Dennis Sharpe
#20. From Shane's Point of View:
Jester talking to Shane:
"What's the matter? You afraid you'd bite your skinny little girlfriend?" Jester laughed. "She's already someone else's, you know. I can smell the bite on her. He's marked her."
Myrnin.
"Shut up," I said, and kicked him in the face.
Rachel Caine
#21. We're close. I can smell their faint scent," Blake whispered.
Kieran snorted. "That makes one of us. All I smell is dog shit.
Jayde Scott
#22. These days I often have a struggle not to feel inferior to you, that is in your judgment of human beings.' 'I don't think I have any judgment, at least not to be proud of. But perhaps I am nearer the earth than you. Like Garrick, I can smell a friend.
Winston Graham
#23. And what do I smell like?"
"Like arrogance and self-adoration," she snapped. "I can smell it a mile off.Why bother saying you didn't help me when it could only have been you?
Frankie Rose
#24. I lean closer to him, so close I can smell his skin, and when I speak, I can see how the little hairs near his ear move with my breath. I also want you to know that I won't kill you right away. But that you'll wish I had.
Beth Revis
#25. I am not used to hating. Hate sits heavy on my heart. It reeks. I can smell it rotting my insides and I taste it on my tongue.
Kopano Matlwa
#26. Tonight I can smell the season the way it's usually only possible to at the very first moments of its return, before you're used to it, when you've forgotten its smell, then there it is back in the air and the flow of things shifting and resettling again.
Ali Smith
#27. I know you're there. I can smell your filthy cigars!
Thomas Hardy
#28. I can smell bullshit from a mile away but it's so much harder to detect when it's around you all day.
Dane Cook
#30. I can smell your blood now. I can smell it in every room of the house.
Jolie Du Pre
#31. I see using my other senses. I can smell the rain before it drops, but I can't watch it fall. I can feel the sun on my face, but I can't see it rise or set. I want to see the world like everyone else, to see the sun, the rain, the music. Oh I bet music looks beautiful.
Sydney Wells
#32. No, I mean I can smell somebody an' tell if they're gonna die. An old lady taught me how. Jean
Louise
Finch, you are going to die in three days.
Harper Lee
#33. I can smell you," he groaned against her ear as he ran his fangs up her throat. "The most beautiful thing in the world - except for your taste.
J.R. Ward
#34. I couldn't describe the smells of West Virginia, even if I tried. It has something to do with the leaves composting in the woods, the cold trickle of little creeks and waterfalls, the ferns greening up everything. But somewhere deep below, I can smell the rock and the coal this state is built on.
Heather Day Gilbert
#35. She places her hands around my neck and rests her head on my shoulder. I can smell the sex on her, and my hope is that she can smell the love on me.
Markus Zusak
#36. My nose never lies," he boasted. "I can smell defiance, I can smell pride, I can smell disobedience. I catch a whiff of any such stinks, you'll answer for it. When I sniff you, all I want to smell is fear
George R R Martin
#37. If you have something to hide, I'm your worst nightmare. I'm a living, breathing, and walking lie detector. I can smell you down to the type of soap you use, your morning ritual, and the last time you took a hand and stroked your favorite body part. Everything leaves behind a scent ... Everything.
Ashley Jeffery
#38. I can smell her all over you. You need some help taming her?
Let me break her in for you.
Kim Harrison
#39. I realize how close my face is to his back. I can smell him, and fuck, he smells like man dipped in chocolate, covered with fuckable sprinkles.
Bella Jewel
#40. Oh come on, you talk so much shit I can smell it on your breath.
Suzanne Wrightt
#41. I can smell arousal, Talin. You get hot every time you see me half-naked."
The erotic need that flared through her body was mortifying. Perhaps that explained the stupidity of her next words. "Maybe I get that way for every half-naked man.
Nalini Singh
#42. As Rilke observed, love requires a progressive shortening of the senses: I can see you for miles; I can hear you for blocks, I can smell you, maybe, for a few feet, but I can only touch on contact, taste as I devour
William H Gass
#43. I want to talk to him. I want to pick his brain. I'm curious and professionally thirsty, and maybe I want to accidentally press myself against him one more time. So I can smell him. No, definitely not that last.
Katy Evans
#44. Honey, I can smell the scent of another woman from 500 paces.
Bette Midler
#45. The Giant rested back in his chair. "You've some stories left," he said. " I can smell them on your skin.
Brian Patten
#46. When I listen to songs, I can smell a rat. I like songs that speak to me with some deeper truth.
Mike Dirnt
#47. I'm her boyfriend. She really only have to listen to what I say."
She moved closer to him. "I am gonna kill you today, Tom. I can smell it on the air."
"Really?" he asked. "I would've thought the cigs'd taken care of your sense of smell by now.
Lia Habel
#48. The memories that I have are mostly at our old ranch, out in Agoura. We used to go out there every Saturday. I can smell the oak trees. I can see it so clearly.
Patti Davis
#49. Whenever I get an idea for a song, even before jotting down the notes, I can hear it in the orchestra, I can smell it in the scenery, I can see the kind of actor who will sing it, and I am aware of an audience listening to it.
Richard Rodgers
#50. You're under my skin. Can't get rid of you. Sometimes when I sleep ... I can smell you," he admitted. "I can see your eyes and those cute glasses you wear. I wonder what it would feel like to run my fingers through your hair.
Maya Banks
#51. I wonder whether the Christmas feeling has anything to do with the sixth sense. Perhaps we're a little more the angels at Christmas than we are during the rest of the year. And Christmas is about all the other senses. I can smell Christmas, I can taste Christmas, and I can see and hear it.
Jostein Gaarder
#52. It means you're beautiful. Desirable. That I can't keep my
hands off you any more than I can tell my heart to stop beating. It means I listen for your voice when I know you're near and love it when I can smell your perfume on my clothes at the end of the day.
Tiffany Snow
#53. The wind has shifted to the East. A storm isn't far off. I can smell the moisture in the air, a fetid, living thing. Isolated drops fall, licking at my hands, my face, my dress. The quests squawk in surprise, turn their palms up to the sky as if questioning it, and dash for cover.
Libba Bray
#54. He just seems as cool as ever. I can smell him. Even on the other side, there is smell. Like, when babies are born, there's two smells-one is chicken soup, which is the flesh, and the other is lilacs, which is coming from the spiritual garden. The spirit has a lilac smell.
Carlos Santana
#55. I know you're arguing. I can smell it. Stop it and get on with it.
Abigail Roux
#56. I push through the crowd and draw even nearer, so near I can smell him. So near I could touch him. I could take his hand, twist it just so and force him to his knees in an instant. He would never see it coming. He would barely know what happened. ~This
Shaun Roundy
#57. I can smell burning flesh ... and I hope to God it's human.
Steven Morrissey
#58. All I can see is desolation, all I can smell is decay, all I can hear is the creaking, cracking sigh of undead voices on the wind, yet all I feel is hope. 18:00,
Frank Tayell
#59. I can hear your whisper and distant mutter. I can smell your damp on the breeze and in the sky I see the halo of your violence. Storm I know you are coming.
Robert Fanney
#60. Before every show, I have to put perfume on. I know the crowd's not necessarily going to smell me, but when I smell good, I feel like I can dominate the room.
Rita Ora
#61. A plague rides on the air here. The smell of rot! This is Doal's realm. Can't you feel it? The keep is doomed, don't you see? No, I will not pass through this gate. There is a disease in there I will not touch.
Kaoru Kurimoto
#62. I don't know what that gas is made of, but it can't smell any worse than Ernie Johnson 's gym bag.
Charles Barkley
#63. Opening the book, i inhaled. the smell of old books, so sharp, so dry you can taste it.
Diane Setterfield
#64. I desire to be with you. I miss you. I feel lonely when I can't see you. I am obsessed with you, fascinated by you, infatuated with you. I hunger for your taste, your smell, the feel of your soul touching mine.
Jack Llawayllynn
#65. I feel like I'm selling something nobody want to buy. Something big and stinky, like Kiki Brown and her lemon smell-good polish. But what really makes me and Kiki the same is, I'm proud a what I'm selling. I can't help it. We telling stories that need to be told.
Kathryn Stockett
#66. That's the only dog I know who can smell someone just thinking about food.
Charles M. Schulz
#67. Oh! Happiness
I am looking for you
In the wilderness,
In and around the palaces,
In my possessions, in my wealth and splendor, I can see you far away,
Like an illusion,
I try to touch feel and smell but,
Like a morichica you dance far away.
Debasish Mridha
#68. I'll shower, then we can go. I smell like a zombie."
Hell, if the undead looked like that, bring on the zombie apocalypse.
Brynn Kelly
#69. I can still feel, taste and smell that year. Like it's cemented in my soul. Well, I guess it is.
Sarah Michelle Lynch
#70. I can't smell moth balls, I find it too difficult to get their tiny legs apart
Steve Martin
#71. I can't follow behind Terrowic's horse," I protested. "The smell will be unbearable." "All horses smell the same," Kippenger replied. But I eyed Terrowic. "I wasn't talking about the horse.
Jennifer A. Nielsen
#72. I'm gonna play something so funky you can smell it
Buddy Guy
#73. I can still smell you on my pillow. I can still see you standing in my room, the light caressing your smooth legs, your dark hair cascading over your shoulders, and your gorgeous mouth smiling so effortlessly. I miss you. I ache for you, and I'm bordering on crazy without you. Come back to me.
Renee Carlino
#74. I love the smell of shampoo on a girl's hair. You can walk past someone and be like, 'Wow, you took a shower this morning, didn't you? Because you smell lovely.'
Jensen Ackles
#75. Sometimes I open or close the store. I have keys. I can go in any time I want. Some days, when it's my duty to open the store, I go in at eight o'clock, just to be alone and smell all those books around me. Each one is a door. Each one is a world.
Robert Goolrick
#76. I had always wondered why people closed their eyes when they kissed. Now I knew: they can't help it. The feeling is too overwhelming: the taste, the touch, the smell, even the sound. The sense of sight had to be excluded, or it wouldn't be possible to funciton.
Elise Allen
#77. I scoff. I'd kill for her metabolism. I can just smell food and my ass inflates. We
S.M. Shade
#78. My boarding school experience was the only thing I had strong enough feelings to write about for hundreds and hundreds of pages. I can still smell the formaldehyde of the fetal pigs in biology.
Curtis Sittenfeld
#79. I will never understand why they cook on TV. I can't smell it. Can't eat it. Can't taste it. The end of the show they hold it up to the camera, 'Well, here it is. You can't have any. Thanks for watching. Goodbye.'
Jerry Seinfeld
#80. It's like I've always had a painted musical sound track playing background to my life. I can almost hear colors and smell images when music is played.
Sharon M. Draper
#81. Okay," she drew out. "Let me rephrase that. Did you sleep with Sage yet?"
I blushed furiously.
She smacked my leg and exclaimed, "I knew it! I could smell it on you."
"You can smell it on me?"
She grinned. "When I was hugging you, yeah. Your chest smelled like cologne and man tongue.
Karina Halle
#82. As an actor I can sort of smell a duff note, that isn't full of that much conviction. My worst thing with directors is when I know more than them about the character.
Matt Smith
#83. What do you think?" he asks.
"I hate them," I say. I can almost smell the blood, the dirt, the unnatural breath of the mutt. "All I do is go around trying to forget the arena and you've brought it back to life. How do you remember these things so exactly?"
"I see them every night," he says.
Suzanne Collins
#84. You know why farts smell?" "I don't." "So the deaf can enjoy them too.
Bernard Cornwell
#86. Sometimes I accidentally walk into the places where I and you had spoken before, existed before, which still have the smell of
your memories, all of a sudden it starts feeling like I have entered a dark room without a door anywhere. Where I can always hear that song I used to love once before.
Akshay Vasu
#87. Winds shake the leaves and for a moment I smell smoke. I concentrate on the scent, but it vanishes into the aroma of rain and tree bark, the way one life can collapse into another and different people can stir within the same body, like bats thrashing inside a secret hollow.
Laura Van Den Berg
#88. I miss your fragrance, sometimes I miss it this much that I can clearly smell you in the air.
Qaisar Iqbal Janjua
#89. Where I am they can smell out a hurricane. My house survived Hurricane Hazel, but it didn't get past Hugo.
Mickey Spillane
#90. Everybody's wondering, how can I arrange the daisies and dandelions of my life into a better bouquet? The answer is, you can't. Life is random. Life is absurd. Life is deadly. The bouquet arranges itself. And it doesn't always bloom or smell good.
Conrad Wesselhoeft
#91. I woke to the smell of fresh coffee. Yum. You can stay forever.
Deanna Chase
#92. He's silent for a few seconds staring back at me with his soulful blue eyes. Even though he never says a word I can feel his emotions rising up inside him. He reaches out to wipe the tear from my cheek and I feel his love for me, smell it, taste it, his love is intoxicating.
Sheena Hutchinson
#93. I been saying it for years: church is full of sneaky men posing as honest souls, and they are perpetuators our here looking for women just like you, with giant holes in your hearts, and they can smell when you got a good job and when you lonely as hell.
Terry McMillan
#94. Why do I prefer boys? Because of their shape and their voices and their smell and the way they move. And boys can be so romantic. I can put them into my myth and fall in love with them.
Christopher Isherwood
#95. Hurry," Hector urged, and his voice changed as his power surged, his tone and cadence sliding into the rhythm that said he was seeing the future. "Battle is in the air. I smell it. I can almost touch it. Death is coming Death is coming for us." With a click, the call disconnected.
Linda Howard
#96. And the whole online thing is like, I just, that to me is a world that doesn't exist. It's not something you could touch or lick or smell. And as my eyes get worse, it's very hard to read. And there's no money in it. I mean, it's like they pay, like the best you can go is 1970 prices.
Richard Meltzer
#97. Trolls can smell the rainbows, trolls can smell the stars," it whispered sadly. "Trolls can smell the dreams you dreamed before you were ever born. Come close to me and I'll eat your life.
Neil Gaiman
#98. Every time I get a script it's a matter of trying to know what I could do with it. I see colors, imagery. It has to have a smell. It's like falling in love. You can't give a reason why.
Paul Newman
#99. Sometimes I turn around and catch the smell of you and I cannot go on I cannot fucking go on without expressing this terrible so fucking awful physical aching fucking longing I have for you. And I cannot believe that I can feel this for you and you feel nothing. Do you feel nothing?
Sarah Kane
#100. If you eat Chinese food, your farts come out like Chinese food. If you eat Mexican food, your farts come out like Mexican food. And milk, it's like - you can smell the warmth in the fart. My wardrobe on Transformers always smells like farts, and I have no idea why.
Megan Fox
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