Smell Of Death Quotes

#1. For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the one we are the smell of death; to the other, the fragrance of life. And who is equal to such a task? (2 Cor. 2:15-16).

David Ruis

#2. Her words didn't have the acrid smell of death.

Haruki Murakami

#3. The richness of the world, all artificial pleasures, have the taste of sickness and give off a smell of death in the face of certain spiritual possessions.

Georges Rouault

#4. It smelled pretty rank, but I was getting used to the smell of death, as much as anyone could get used to it.

Amanda Hocking

#5. I turn away from the smell of death, pressing my lavender scented handkerchief as tight as I can against my nose.

Meghan Masterson

#6. There must be some unwritten law that says about fifty people have to move into your house when somebody dies. If it weren't for the smell of death clinging to the walls, you might think it was your family's turn to host the month neighborhood potluck supper. A little beef and bingo at the Nugents'.

Adam Rapp

#7. There are some people who walk into a room and they oxygenate it, by their very being there's fresh air. Then there are those who come in with the smell of death and they suck the life out.

Peter Mullan

#8. With the smell of beer I try to get the smell of death off me. And only the smell of death will get the smell of beer off you, like all the drinkers whose graves I have to dig.

Italo Calvino

#9. Once again I felt light-headed, but this time it wasn't from the scent of lilacs; it was from the scent of my own death.

Peter David

#10. I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

Madeline Miller

#11. I wake up with you as the last thought in my dreams. I dream about your lips, the smell of your skin and hair, and the freaking fire that burms inside of me to be inside you. I want to bury myself inside you and never climb out, my sweet death. Grace, I'm fucking in love with you. - Shane

Christine Zolendz

#12. How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we've had?

Rachel Caine

#13. And when Dr. Daruwalla breathed in her dangerous aroma, he thought he'd at last identified the smell of sex, which struck him as an earthy commingling of death and flowers

John Irving

#14. There are ways of dying that don't end in funerals. Types of death you can't smell.

Haruki Murakami

#15. And we were married and all the windows were open but the smell of flowers was so thick and sickly sweet. I felt like I might choke to death.

Augusten Burroughs

#16. I so love the smell of hatred and revenge. It's the headiest of concoctions. (Noir)
I personally feel that way toward blood. No better smell in the universe than when it's combined with the aroma of those fearing death. (Jericho)

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#17. When you're a failure in Hollywood, that's like starving to death outside a banquet hall, with smells of filet mignon driving you crazy.

Marilyn Monroe

#18. I've heard it said that when you die you enter a room of bright light, and that you can smell bread baking just around the corner.

Rick Bass

#19. You never really get the smell of burning flesh out of your nose entirely, no matter how long you live.

J.D. Salinger

#20. How did Heaven come into all of this? Heaven was life, not death. Heaven was a woman holding your head in the crook of her arm and looking down at you. Heaven was a warm hand on your cheek and the smell of soup with garlic on the fire.

Christopher Buehlman

#21. Santiago Nasar had often told me that the smell of closed-in flowers had an immediate relation to death for him.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

#22. I drive a motorbike, so there is the whiff of the grim reaper round every corner, especially in London.

Benedict Cumberbatch

#23. There in the sweet sacking smell of the mail bags he understood that he was dying, and it pleased him that he was going in the company of so many soft words home.

Chris Cleave

#24. 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

#25. Nothing smelled worse than the death of another human being. Not horses or cattle or rotten whales washed onto a beach. Human death was the smell of what hid in the future, waiting for you.

Robert Crais

#26. Hadrian reeked of death. It wasn't the sort of stench others could smell or that water could wash, but it lingered on him like sweat-saturated pores after a long night of drinking.

Michael J. Sullivan

#27. The smell of baking bread wafts up to my cell and reminds me of the days I walked freely in the cafes. This tears me apart more than my fear of death or the solitude in which I now find myself.

Paulo Coelho

#28. Death disapearance was what you didnt talk about. like a sewer running under the street, the shit was down there, out of sight, but you could smell it, it didnt go away, it didnt vanish

Janet Fitch

#29. This is what I'm going to remember on the day I die," he said. "Right before I close my eyes, I'm going to remember this, the way your hand feels, the heat of your leg against mine, the smell of the skin on the back of your neck, like burnt sugar.

Sarah Black

#30. I shall sit alone in a darkened room, sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything but a little grey old head, and in that little grey old head a peculiar vision of hideous blue and gold dangling things flashing in the light, and the smell of sweat, cat food and death.

Douglas Adams

#31. So when I'm up here it feeds, for lack of a better word, nostalgia about my youth. Some people get that way when they see a baseball field or smell trout on the grill. I get that feeling from vertigo and the Freudian fantasy of falling to my certain death on the pavement.

Shane Kuhn

#32. He possessed the power. He held it in his hand. A power stronger than the power of money or the power of terror or the power of death: the invincible power to command the love of mankind. There was only one thing that power could not do: it could not make him able to smell himself.

Patrick Suskind

#33. Stay with me to-night; you must see me die. I have long had the taste of death on my tongue, I smell death, and who will stand by my Constanze, if you do not stay?

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

#34. The smell by now was indescribable, a compound of burnt aging automobile stinks and the natural odors of death and blood - sweet as garbage, acrid as gasoline, the smell of a thousand rubber tires rolled in batshit and then set on fire.

Michael Chabon

#35. That, too, was in the air itself -- a whisper of apology when the smell of the soil carried. There should be pumpkins in the fields, or sunflowers, or the peppers you saw up north. Instead, it was the smell of old earth that the breezes caught, sometimes a tinge of death. Too hard to forget.

Christian Crews

#36. It is not, as somebody once wrote, the smell of corn bread that calls us back from death; it is the lights and signs of love and friendship.

John Cheever

#37. Cauldron save you.
Mother hold you.
Pass through the gates, and smell that immortal land of milk and honey.
Fear no evil.
Feel no pain.
Go, and enter eternity.

Sarah J. Maas

#38. 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

#39. The horizon was frosted with a greenish smear, as if ranks of campfires from distant tribes had divined the news already and were burning an homage to Elphaba before the sun could set on the day of her death.
He could smell her in the collar of the cape, and he wept for the first time.

Gregory Maguire

#40. Her cover version of Smells Like Teen Spirit is the reason Kurt killed himself.

Tori Amos

#41. They were all impatient for a kill. They wanted to fill their noses with the hot, acrid death that issued from a deer's carcass minutes after it drew its last breath, the smell that allowed them, as men, to tremble momentarily with the sensation of life, its heat and quiet.

Christopher Bollen

#42. My mom was there, in some form, in some sense, in some universe. My mom was still my mom, even if she only lived in books and door locks
and the smell of fried tomatoes and old paper.
She lived.

Kami Garcia

#43. What's that smell in this room? Didn't you notice it, Brick? Didn't you notice a powerful and obnoxious odor of mendacity in this room? There ain't nothin' more powerful than the odor of mendacity. You can smell it. It smells like death.

- Big Daddy

Tennessee Williams

#44. Sort of desolate, decayed, the smell of - I don't want to dramatise it - but death, you know. That is what it feels like, no-man's-land, and it is not a nice place to be.

Anton Oliver

#45. The world around him grew silent; there was something in the air. The odor of dead meat came down on the wind, drifting through the trees. Soft and sour, the smell of distant death.

Jeff Shaara

#46. Fred's vacuum-rated armor protected him from the smell of viscera, but it reported it to him as a slight increase in atmospheric methane levels. The stench of death reduced to a data point.

James S.A. Corey

#47. We are all dying one by one. We all smell of mortality, and we can't wash it off.

Siri Hustvedt