Quotes About Smelt

#1. It smelt of coconut ice cream and sweat and the Mediterranean sea. I

Deborah Levy

#2. I grabbed Lexi's tousled head and kissed her hair. She smelt like John-Paul Gaultier and blood.

Shirley Marr

#3. The meat smelt rank and was very tough, the soup was greasy and of a curious flavour, but it was a wonderful meal after all these hungry weeks.

Wilfred Thesiger

#4. It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt, It lies behind stars and under hills, And empty holes it fills, It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#5. I can't accept "our nervous age," since mankind has been nervous during every age. Whoever fears nervousness should turn into a sturgeon or smelt; if a sturgeon makes a stupid mistake, it can only be one: to end up on a hook, and then in a pan in a pastry shell.

Anton Chekhov

#6. He smelt of English sweat and English beer, and it was a good cure for dead faces.

Robert Westall

#7. I have smelt all the aromas there are in the fragrant kitchen they call Earth; and what we can enjoy in this life, I surely have enjoyed just like a lord!

Heinrich Heine

#8. Necessary, forever necessary, to burn out false shames and smelt the heaviest ore of the body into purity.

D.H. Lawrence

#9. Into the room, with great dignity, stalked One and Four. They had mud on their paws, and they naturally decided to sit on my lap. They smelt of moss and loam, and they both set up a slow, tranquil purr. Cats, I thought, are the best.

Beverley Nichols

#10. After I got back I couldn't bear to wear my 'pre-war' jeans and shirts. They belonged to some stranger, although they still smelt of me, as my mother assured me. That stranger no longer exists.

Svetlana Alexievich

#11. Once off the bush The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour. I always felt like crying. It wasn't fair That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot. Each year I hoped they'd keep, knew they would not. -Blackberry picking

Seamus Heaney

#12. You've never seen any evidence of drugs - any packets of drugs? Crack? Speed? Ecstasy? Anything? Anything at all?" Had she? "No," she said. Almost truthfully. "You've never smelt anything suspicious?" "I wouldn't know what they smell like, drugs," she

Colin Dexter

#13. Charlotte Corday walked alone Paris birds sang sugar calls Charlotte walked down lanes of stone through the haze of perfume stalls Charlotte smelt the dead's gangrene Heard the singing guillotine

Peter Weiss

#14. I have been stained by you and corrupted. You smelt so unpleasant too, lining up outside doors to buy tickets.

Virginia Woolf

#15. The stinks of the true believers have to be smelt to be believed.

C.S. Forester

#16. He would be able to create a scent that was not merely human, but super human, an angels scent, so indescribably good and vital that who ever smelt it would be enchanted and with his whole heart would have to love him.

Patrick Suskind

#17. How does the body come to be apprehended as a body? Why does it not fall apart into the seen and the heard, the smelt, the tasted and the touched?

Nanamoli Thera

#18. He smelt strongly of woodsmoke, blood, and unwashed male, but the night chill bit through my thin dress and I was happy enough to lean back against him.

Diana Gabaldon

#19. The air smelt of booze, sweat and cheap perfume - redolent of sex and danger. There was a kind of frontier recklessness about the atmosphere, Bond thought, and recognised its allure.

William Boyd

#20. Hecate smelt the odour of death as clearly as she might smell the wonderful, scented fragrance of blooming flowers in springtime or the delicious smell of dinner wafting down the hallway.

Adele Rose

#21. We fancied even that the bushes smelt unpleasantly.

Charles Darwin

#22. Pythias once, scoffing at Demosthenes, said that his arguments smelt of the lamp.

Plutarch

#23. Thomas Gray walks as if he had fouled his small- clothes and looks as if he smelt it.

Christopher Smart

#24. The fact that the idea don't come freshly on us makes it necessary for it to be better in order to be good at all. The first rose must have driven the first smeller perfectly wild, but every rose since has smelt just as well.

Susan Hale

#25. I was slightly thankful when Mom finally came out and unlocked the car. It was warm and toasty inside and it smelt like home. There was not the slightest smell of something that didn't belong home.

Erica Sehyun Song

#26. There are a lot of truths in this world. When it rains it pours. It's always darkest before the dawn. He who smelt it dealt it.

Rob Thurman

#27. Glancing round to see that no one was watching, I sniffed at it. The leather binding, soft and supple, was pungent, but it was the pages that interested me. They smelt nourishing, like new-baked bread

Linda Proud

#28. He smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were something delicious.

Jojo Moyes

#29. The Principle which gives life dwells in us, and without us, is undying and beneficent, is not heard or seen or smelt, but it is perceived by the man who desires perception.

Mabel Collins

#30. I felt tears coming and for some reason, buried my head in Iain's chest. It was firm and muscled and he smelt so wonderful.
I realised what I was doing and pulled away, but a big string of snot hung between my nose and his shirt pocket.

Robert Bryndza

#31. I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.

Graham Chapman

#32. My woodland lair was beautiful: a clearing that was green with life. It smelt of summer and rain and newness. It was patterned with shifting light and shade, alive with the trill and whistle of flirtatious birdsong. Oh, this was too lovely a day to die, too lovely to kill.

Gillian Philip

#33. Flattery is like cologne water, to be smelt of, not swallowed.

Josh Billings

#34. [Describing the soap in the gulag] It smelt as if some sacred physical law had been demeaned in its creation.

Martin Amis

#35. Now the windows, blinded by the glare of the empty square, had fallen asleep. The balconies declared their emptiness to heaven; the open doorways smelt of coolness and wine.

Bruno Schulz

#36. I inhaled a lungful and found my insides moon-walking. She smelt oceanic, Like a mermaid.

Pawan Jangid

#37. Bond smelt the smell of danger.

Ian Fleming

#38. I stepped from the air-conditioned compartment onto the station platform, and the motherly breath of the suburbs enfolded me. It smelt of lawn sprinklers and station wagons and tennis rackets and dogs and babies.

Sylvia Plath

#39. Night smelt the way Havoc's songs sounded. It smelt of steel and rushlights and the marsh welcoming a misstep and anger souring like old blood.

Frances Hardinge

#40. I followed Barry closely as we walked through the main doors of the hospital, down the corridor that smelt like disinfectant and false hope.

Belinda Jeffrey

#41. They had never before avowed their inclination so openly, and Ethan, for a moment, had the illusion that he was a free man, wooing the girl he meant to marry. He looked at her hair and longed to touch it again, and to tell her that is smelt of the woods; but he had never learned to say such things.

Edith Wharton

#42. Australia smelt of apples. Ripe, green, crisp apples. A smell so sharp and sweet it made my teeth tingle.

Andrea Levy

#43. I wonder if he ever smelt bad. Maybe if he got all sweaty. No, that wasn't a good thing to think about either. I'd seen him all sweaty as he'd covered my body with his. There was good sex, and then, there was that night.

Donna Augustine

#44. Later, just before she drifted off to sleep, Jess realized the ghastly fact that, just as she had assumed that Edouard smelt disgusting, Edouard's first impression of her would have been that she did. The only difference was that she really had. It was not the greatest start to their relationship.

Sue Limb

#45. Perezvon (the dog) ran about in the wildest spirits, sniffing about first one side, then the other. When he met other dogs they zealously smelt each other over according to the rules of canine etiquette.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#46. When I came to you out of all that dust and heat and toil, I positively smelt violets at once. But not the sweet violet - you know, that early dark violet that smells of melting snow and spring grass.

Leo Tolstoy

#47. Yet smelt roast meat, beheld a huge fire shine, And cooks in motion with their clean arms bared.

Lord Byron

#48. And what's wrong wi' the way ye smell?' he said heatedly. 'At least ye smelt like a woman, not a damn flower garden. What d'ye think I am, a man or a bumblebee? Would ye wash yourself, Sassenach, so I can get within less than ten feet of ye?

Diana Gabaldon

#49. He could sense her breathing, her temple against his jaw and her shoulder under his hand were warm, her hair smelt of well-brushed hair, he could feel the presence of her body ...

Kingsley Amis

#50. What wouldn't my people give for a few bites of the biryani she ordered me to throw away yesterday because she said it smelt?

Renita D'Silva

#51. The sun of that chilishness goes on shining even when the larger bodies of hotter stars have risen to smelt you and cover you with their influence. The recenter stars may be more critical, more in the eye, but that earlier sun still remains a long time.

Saul Bellow

#52. You got to have smelt a lot of mule manure before you can sing like a hillbilly.

Hank Williams