Miss Your Smell Quotes

#1. I miss it: the smell of sand, sweat, and gunpowder, rings of salt from dried sweat on my pants' legs, and around my waist just under where my armor sits.

Adam Fenner

#2. I think Christians should be leaders in art, science, philanthropy, charity, and all kinds of good works. We should be good examples for everyone. Unfortunately though, that's not often the case.

Matt Smith

#3. She was sleeping on the bed like a novel that is yet to be read and he sat on the floor, reading her, moving his fingers through her hair and staring at her face like she was magic that none ever understood.

Akshay Vasu

#4. There never is but one opportunity of a kind.

Henry David Thoreau

#5. Being published in Arabic is a strong and consistent wish I have. I live in the Middle East and want to be in some sort of an unpragmatic dialogue with my neighbors.

Etgar Keret

#6. Miss Green can call a turd a rose if she wants, but that don't mean people's going to be lining up to smell it.

K. Martin Beckner

#7. Miss Cornelia dropped in that afternoon, puffing a little.
"I don't mind the world or the devil much, but the flesh does rather bother me," she admitted. "You always look as cool as a cucumber, Anne, dearie. Do I smell cherry pie? If I do, ask me to stay to tea ...

L.M. Montgomery

#8. I miss the smell of him. I miss his lips and his strong arms. I miss him.

Kimberly Derting

#9. There's not a moment on it that will sound too familiar, as soon as it sounds comfortably familiar then we like to do something with it to take away that comfortable feeling.

Peter Banks

#10. I don't believe the devil, I don't believe his book, but the truth is not the same without the lies he made up

Bono

#11. The most miserable pettifogging in the world is that of a man in the court of his own consciences.

Henry Ward Beecher

#12. When I am lonely for boys what I miss is their bodies. The smell of their skin, its saltiness. The rough whisper of stubble against my cheek. The strong firm hands, the way they rest on the curve of my back.

A.M. Harte

#13. But I love to drink. I can't help it. I mean, I love it Bryson-love the taste, love that buzz you get when you've had a couple, love the smell and feel of the taverns. I miss dirty jokes and the click of pool balls in the background, and that kind of bluish, under lit glow of a bar at night.

Bill Bryson

#14. What do I miss? Second-hand bookshops where I can find things I had no idea I wanted. AbeBooks helps, but it doesn't have that smell.

David Mitchell

#15. I love L.A. - don't get me wrong. But I miss everything about New York. I don't eat cheese, but I miss the smell of pizza in the city. I'm a really big fan of Latino food. I want to go back home and have some good arroz con pollo.

Tristan Wilds

#16. I love Miami; I miss it so much. I miss the beach, the peace it brings you. I love the sound and smell of the sea.

Genesis Rodriguez

#17. Embrace your journey and those who come across your path. Be gracious in your endeavors. Focus on your craft. Those who support your dreams now and feel your sincere humility and gratitude will be there 20, 30, 40 years from now, padding your old bones and time worn, weary soul.

Ann Marie Frohoff

#18. The only thing that makes me sad is that I shall be leaving Africa when I die. I love Africa, which is my mother and my father. When I am dead, I shall miss the smell of Africa

Alexander McCall Smith

#19. 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

#20. I did so want to hear a singer. I miss the sound of a woman's voice, the way they look and smell.

J.A. Willoughby

#21. Miss Juliet,' he said calmly. 'I can smell you in the wall. Is something wrong/

Megan Shepherd

#22. 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

#23. Oh, Miss Shirley, can you smell the apple-blossom fragrance?" Having a nose, Anne could.

L.M. Montgomery

#24. I have found that the key to being happy - well, one of the keys, anyway - is to be easily amused,

Wil Wheaton

#25. I miss your fragrance, sometimes I miss it this much that I can clearly smell you in the air.

Qaisar Iqbal Janjua

#26. I miss everything. I miss talking to her, hearing about her day. I miss her voice all gravelly and smoky, I miss hearing her laugh, I miss getting her letters, writing her letters. I miss her eyes, and the smell of her hair, and the way her breath tasted. I fucking miss everything.

James Frey

#27. When you sit in America you miss the open plains and you miss the sound of rain and the smell of rain and the smell of the veld. If you're African it's different and I don't think one will ever become an American or British. It doesn't matter where you move, you will always be a South African,

Zola Budd

#28. I do keep him at the back of my mind for those times I get me hopes raised about something. So then I can slap myself into reality and remind myself of what happens when you let someone into your sacred space.

Melina Marchetta

#29. You know, it's funny what you'll miss when you're away from home. Now me, I miss the smell of coffee ... and bacon frying in the morning.

Fannie Flagg

#30. The first private space of my own wasn't a dorm room; it was a hotel room in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

Rob Lowe

#31. And again, as always, after so many years we were still in the same place we always were.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

#32. I wouldn't mind dying in a plane crash. It'd be a good way to go. I don't want to die in my sleep, or of old age, or OD ... I want to feel what it's like. I want to taste it, hear it, smell it. Death is only going to happen to you once; I don't want to miss it

Jim Morrison

#33. I really do love being outdoors - I mean, you'd never think it in my high heels and pencil skirt! But I really do miss the smell of hay and farms, and I like milking a cow.

Christina Hendricks

#34. The Sixties were an era of extreme reality. I miss the smell of tear gas. I miss the fear of getting beaten.

Hunter S. Thompson