Smell Of Apples Quotes

#1. I hope I never smell the smell of apples again!" said Fili. "My tub was full of ut. To smell apples everlastingly when you can scarcely move and are cold and sick with hunger is maddening. I could eat anything in the wide world now for hours on end - but not an apple!

J.R.R. Tolkien

#2. How does a pansy, for example, select the ingredients from soil to get the right colors for the flower? Now there's a great miracle. I think there's a supreme power behind all of this. I see it in nature.

Clyde Tombaugh

#3. I heard my name once more, and now it seemed louder and closer. Turning to the sound, I willed my eyes to open. When had my eyes closed again? I was like a newborn kitten or something. Daimons across the nation shuddered in fear. Gods, I was lame.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#4. Abby could smell his hot breath in her face. It reeked like dead apples left to rot in the scorching summer sun.

Greever Williams

#5. October, here's to you. Here's to the heady aroma of the frost-kissed apples, the winey smell of ripened grapes, the wild-as-the-wind smell of hickory nuts and the nostalgic whiff of that first wood smoke.

Ken Weber

#6. The air was fresh and crisp and had a distinct smell which was a mixture of the dried leaves on the ground and the smoke from the chimneys and the sweet ripe apples that were still clinging onto the branches in the orchard behind the house.

Arlene Stafford-Wilson

#7. Sometimes I prayed for Baby Jesus to make me good, but Baby Jesus didn't.

Barbara Kingsolver

#8. It's never to late- never to late to change your life,never to late to be happy

Jane Fonda

#9. She tastes like Aquafresh.

Hannah Hart

#10. It's been a long time since I've won a race in anything,

Matt Kenseth

#11. Hugo could smell the fresh scent of apples all around him, and he realized he'd never go to an orchard again without thinking of Erin being lifted toward that perfect apple and the smile on her face as she took a bite.

Posy Roberts

#12. Seek the prosperity of thy soul.

Lailah Gifty Akita

#13. I used to do promo work, where you would be paid not very much to stand in the street for a very long time endorsing a product that you'd either A, never heard of, or B, didn't like.

Chris Geere

#14. For something warm, try adding cinnamon sticks and nutmeg to apple cider simmering on the stove. You'll get the added benefit of making your home smell amazing.

Clinton Kelly

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

Andrea Levy

#16. The night air moved up towards the Downs, washing over sea and orchard. I breathed it in, and thought that henceforth, loneliness would smell to me like fermenting apples.

Laurie R. King

#17. Does it bother you that I'm not a virgin?" He hesitated a moment before answering.
"Well, no," he said slowly, "so long as it doesna bother you that I am." He grinned at my drop-jawed expression, and backed toward the door.
"Reckon one of us should know what they're doing.

Diana Gabaldon

#18. A man should not love the moon. An ax should not lose weight in his hand. His garden should smell of rotting apples And grow a fair amount of nettles.

Czeslaw Milosz

#19. Try persuading the world not to cut its throat for half a decade or more ... and it'll begin to dawn on you that even your behavior's part of its plan.

Malcolm Lowry

#20. She remembered how Billy always picked the first apple blossoms and put them into a tin cup for her. They made the house smell like springtime. Billy said apple trees were a double blessing, first for the blossoms and then the apples.

Sandra Dallas

#21. I spit upon luxurious pleasures, not for their own sake, but because of the inconveniences that follow them.

Epicurus

#22. The nature of the game is pain.

LL Cool J

#23. I'm Irish on St. Patrick's Day. I'm Italian on Columbus Day. I'm a New Yorker every day.

Tamara Tunie

#24. He drove the car back through the night to Paris. The hedges and orchards of Normandy flew past him. The moon hung oval and large in the misty sky. The ship was forgotten. Only the landscape remained. The landscape, the smell of hay and ripe apples, the silence and the deep peace of the inevitable

Erich Maria Remarque

#25. When you don't know where your headed you find places no one else would ever think to explore

Jodi Picoult