Top 100 Smelled Quotes
#1. It was a large room, heavily outfitted with the usual badly ventilated furnaces, rows of bubbling crucibles, and one stuffed alligator. Things floated in jars. The air smelled of a limited life expectancy.
Terry Pratchett
#2. I love the smell of old books, Mandy sighed, inhaling deeply with the book pressed against her face. The yellow pages smelled of wood and paper mills and mothballs.
Rebecca McNutt
#3. He slammed the door shut in Ian's face, the lock clicking into place. Ian hit it again with his fist before roaring, If I were a pervert, I'd be looking for something a damn bit more attractive than you, jackass. And definitely someone that smelled alive.
Rose Wynters
#4. She gritted her teeth. She was here with Sebastian, on her way to see a powerful warlock, and mentally she was maundering on about the way Jace smelled.
Cassandra Clare
#5. I've never seen, heard, nor smelled an issue that was so dangerous it couldn't be talked about. Hell yes, I'm for debating anything!
Stephen Hopkins
#6. The air smelled of blood, sweat, and anger.
A.O. Peart
#7. She smelled like sweet tea and old books, like she had always been here.
Kami Garcia
#8. Fin," she whispered. "What do you need?" He covered her hand, right there in her lap, then let go quickly and dipped his head to try to meet her downcast eyes. He smelled so good--like intrigue and dubious morality. It sent a delicious shiver down her arms.
Lauren Christopher
#9. He always smelled like warm wood and brandy, even when he hadn't had a drop of drink. Funny how he managed that. Funny how his smell was in her bed.
Henry's eyelids fluttered open.
Funny how he was in her bed.
Julia Quinn
#10. Dear God, she couldn't give this man sex. She could barely give it to Van, and he currently smelled so good she just wanted to shove her face under his t-shirt and eat whatever she found there.
Charlotte Stein
#11. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he kissed her cheek. She inhaled his masculine scent, he smelled of engine grease, citrus hand cleaner and man. She turned in his arms and laid her cheek over his beating heart, treasuring the haven of his embrace ...
Tamara Hoffa
#12. In a seperate cloth pouch I found little bottles of shampoo and soap and a toothbrush and the like,as well as a tiny brown glass vial of perfumed oil. It smelled of violets and chocolate.
Yeah,like I needed the zombies to find me any more delicious.That'd be like a cow wearing eau de gravy.
Lia Habel
#13. The air smelled of box and mint and thyme and newly turned earth. Laura
Rosamunde Pilcher
#14. Because that was what he always smelled to her. One of her forests.
Nikki Logan
#15. She wandered out for a walk. It was the kind of day that pretends spring has come, even though it hasn't. The air smelled sweet, and the sun was shining. A blackthorn tree in the garden had already bloomed and was scattering seeds everywhere, like a child feeding birds in a dizzying circle.
Eloisa James
#16. Smell was our first sense. It is even possible that being able to smell was the stimulus that took a primitive fish and turned a small lump of olfactory tissue on its nerve cord into a brain. We think because we smelled.
Lyall Watson
#17. A pine needle fell in the forest. The hawk saw it. The deer heard it. The white bear smelled it
Edith Pattou
#18. He tasted like chocolate, smelled like heaven, and felt like home. How
Denise Hunter
#19. (Paris, keeper of Promiscuity, enjoyed romance novels), and weird silver lamps that twisted and curved over the chairs; he had no idea who those were for. Fresh flowers bloomed from vases, sweetly scenting the air. Again, he had no idea. Fine. He'd requested those. That shit smelled good. Gideon
Gena Showalter
#20. -You were in jail? What was it like?
-Boring.Dirty.Smelled like ass.
Hannah Harrington
#21. The book smelled dusty and old but also carried a sweet tang, a hint of something inviting. She opened to the first page and started to read, pronouncing the words in a reverent whisper.
Shannon Hale
#22. Life expectancy would grow by leaps and bounds if green vegetables smelled as good as bacon.
Doug Larson
#23. I stared down the slim barrel of a gun, looked into eyes rabid with fear and hatred, and saw my reflection. Pulled the trigger to make it go away.
I heard the echoes of my gunshots, smelled the cordite, and in the smoke, I still saw my reflection and knew I always would.
Dennis Lehane
#24. It smelled like jail ... sore knees and loose assholes.
David Benioff
#25. Adrian had a Guinness because I guess he felt like drinking a loaf of bread or something. That's what it smelled like, anyway.
Cherie Priest
#26. It was starting to smell really good in here. And if I liked what it smelled like, then they were liking what they were smelling, and ah ... that would be me.
Kim Harrison
#27. The air was heavy with the smell of leather and dust, of old parchment and binding glue. It smelled of secrets.
Patrick Rothfuss
#28. There was this cheap motel on the outskirts of town called the Tick-Tock Inn, with green-and-yellow vinyl curtains and beds that smelled like mothballs and ass.
Maris Black
#29. I smelled like an Upper Level demon. Roth was back and he was relatively unharmed. A Lilin had been born. Apparently an orgasm was apocalyptic.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#30. I smelled the clean house
and the wood-frame bed. It was all filler. The noise, the sound, they existed
just to take up space. My muscles flexed into the emptiness I still called home.
Kevin Powers
#31. [My father] was handsome and tanned and smelled wonderful, like a mix of the ocean and fresh-cut grass, except when he smoked his pipe, which also smelled wonderful, as how I thought wisdom must smell, when it curls about your head.
Carolyn Weber
#32. Street law dictated that for a parley of this kind each lieutenant be seconded by two of his foot soldiers and that they all be unarmed. Parley. The word felt like a deception - strangely prim, an antique. No matter what street law decreed, this night smelled like violence.
Leigh Bardugo
#33. The room was freezing. It smelled of people who had gone away to live other lives..
Neil Gaiman
#34. Dr. Philbosian smelled like an old couch, of hair oil and spilled soup, of unscheduled naps.
Jeffrey Eugenides
#35. He smelled like family ... and Javier, but I took that as a good sign.
R.K. Lilley
#36. couldn't be more Scottish if it was painted blue and smelled of burning peat and your ginger sister.
Christopher Moore
#37. When you chopped logs with the ax and they split open they smelled beautiful, like Christmas. But when you split someone's head open it smelled like abattoir and quite overpowered the scent of the wild lilacs you'd cut and brought into the house only this morning, which was already another life.
Kate Atkinson
#38. He smelled like oak and grass and wood fires.He Smelled like memories. Like years and years of memories.
Amy Plum
#39. He didn't understand why everyone fussed about taking clean clothes out of a drawer. Underclothes smelled a lot more interesting after the female wore them.
Anne Bishop
#41. At first when the rain fell from the sky so wide and deep it smelled like sage, my favorite smell I went up on the plateau to watch it come to see the gifts it always brought but this rain changed from blue to black and left nothing.
Ally Condie
#42. She smelled like a rose, and she tasted like a rose petal.
Rohit Sharma
#44. sprinkled salt in a line ringing Kelsie's bed first, then grabbed candles from a box in the closet. They weren't the kind I had in my trailer. They were the kind with edible wax that smelled like molten candy.
Vivian Arend
#45. I tore the dreams from my head and tossed them in the flames. And the smoke smelled like my past, and it stung my eyes but I was too stubborn to blink.
Radical Face
#46. Ook, though very clever, was the worst fighter in the tribe. That is how he ended up with Grot-Grot as his woman. Grot-Grot had a bald patch on the top of her head, she was missing an eye and she smelled like a dead skunk. She did have a good sense of humour though.
Aussiescribbler
#47. The dude who didn't seem to care that he smelled like wide-open ass.
J.R. Rain
#49. How not to miss those days when the sun was a happy companion that stayed to play all year round and kissed me a careless nut brown? When Mother caught the sweet rain in her well behind the house, and the air was so clear that the grass smelled green?
Rani Manicka
#50. He looked like someone who smelled like someone who lived in a mushroom, and that bothered Twoflower.
Terry Pratchett
#51. Just to keep the bad dreams at bay, she took a swig out of a bottle that smelled of apples and happy brain-death.
Terry Pratchett
#52. How do you know your Colossus is the genuine article in the first place?
I read his mind.
I matched his DNA.
I smelled him.
I also did that.
Joss Whedon
#53. The last word smelled of desperation,and the old lawyer sighed. 'I can tell you that the law is an ocean of darkness and truth, and that lawyers are but vessels on the surface. We may pull one rope or another, but it is the client, in the end, who charts the course.
John Hart
#54. All these stupid old people. Had every last one of them met, heard of, gossiped about, or smelled her mom in the distance? Way to be inconspicuous. Thanks a lot, Mom.
Thea Harrison
#55. A house on the park. He'd seen it a million times. And now was in it. It smelled of man sweat and spaghetti sauce and old books. Like a library where sweaty men went to cook spaghetti.
George Saunders
#56. My strongest memory of our garden is not how it smelled, or even looked, but how it sounded.
Hope Jahren
#57. He smelled of cold. Like ice and snow on the harshest days of winter.
Amanda Hocking
#58. She saw signs of another village in the distance - she smelled smoke and saw the faint glow of something like civilization. But there was nothing for her there. She had to go get Jack now, and anyway, she was safer out here with the wolves.
Anne Ursu
#59. I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler.
Cigars.
Becca Fitzpatrick
#60. Gansey's partying with his mother," Ronan said. He smelled like beer. "And Noah's fucking dead. But Parrish is here.
Maggie Stiefvater
#61. He smelled like a sultry summer storm - cool, refreshing rain, sweltering, hot wind, and charged, electric thunder - all rolled up into one extremely enticing vampire being.
Ada Adams
#62. A true knight is cleanly as well as godly, the old man always said, insisting that they wash themselves head to heels every time the moon turned, whether they smelled sour or not.
George R R Martin
#63. He smoked so much marijuana that his hair smelled like a cupboard crammed with oregano;
John Irving
#64. We women were facing up to life with our own our bodies as our only asset. We may not have smelled like roses, but we got to learn all about life and freedom in our own way. (Kang 1989: 11)
Kang Sok-Kyong
#65. She was enchanting. He loved the notes she wrote in her pretty handwriting, the way she smelled, like oranges and dough, the savage blackness of her hair.
Sarah Addison Allen
#67. God looked and smelled so fucking delicious, like masculinity and aftershave. Day knew the grip on his neck was not to hurt him, it was to show him who was in charge. God's sheer strength and power had Day feeling like he could come right there in the small conference room. "Oh,
A.E. Via
#68. She smelled like water that had been warmed by the sun, and she also had the sharp, enticing aroma of birch leaves.
Tadeusz Konwicki
#69. But no statistic conveyed a true picture of Panama rain. It had to be seen, to be felt, smelled; it had to be heard to be appreciated. The effect was much as though the heavens had opened and the air had turned instantly liquid.
David McCullough
#70. He could not stand Alexia Tarabotti, even if her lovely brown eyes twinkled when she laughed, and she smelled good, and she had a particularly splendid figure.
Gail Carriger
#71. The smell of apple pies didn't quite fill the house, but it was there, a thread under everything else. It was kind of hard to take Christophe seriously when he smelled like baked goods. I wondered if other djampjir smelled like Hostess Twinkies and sniggered to myself.
Lilith Saintcrow
#72. 'Mystic River' just smelled interesting to me. So I read it and liked it right away. Even the dialogue in it was great.
Clint Eastwood
#73. Noah felt strong and warm and muscular and safe and he smelled, oh, God, delicious. I couldn't stop kissing him if my life depend it upon it: his lips, his neck, his chest, and Noah seemed as hungry as me.
Katie McGarry
#74. But Alexia's scent was something else, something ... not meat. She smelled warm and spicy sweet, like some old-fashioned Italian pastry his body could no longer process but whose taste he remembered and craved.
Gail Carriger
#75. I closed my mouth and looked across the water. Inches away, Denna did the same. I could feel the heat of her. She smelled like road dust, and honey, and the smell the air holds seconds before a heavy summer rain.
Patrick Rothfuss
#76. The inside of the old Camaro smelled like asphalt and desire, gasoline and dreams.
Maggie Stiefvater
#77. You'd have been scared too if that big troglodyte had put his hands on you. He smelled like dirty socks and store brand cola. Chet Andrews
Aaron Crabill
#78. She smelled like gardenias. Plus something muskier, gardenias with carnal knowledge.
Rainbow Rowell
#79. He spun round under her grip. She smelled so good, her touch so soft as she unhooked the buttons on his tunic. Pushing the shirt apart she frowned, her hands running over the thin scars through his tattoos. 'And you belong to him, too.
Jessica O'Toole
#80. [on camp:]
There were ten of us, living in a three-hundred-square-foot bunk, going through puberty as lightning speed. It was too much hormonal action for any one room, and the result was a frenzied, emotionally volatile space that smelled like a Bath and Body Works.
Lena Dunham
#81. I couldn't stop thinking about blue eyes and the way he smelled, his scent was a mix of liquor, winter fresh and Nautical sport.
Glenna Maynard
#82. HAPA was like mint. You could rip it up, and six months later, it was back, healthier than ever. Mint smelled better, though, and you could make juleps out of it. I don't know what I could make out of HAPA. Compost, maybe.
Kim Harrison
#83. I felt today when the night melted away into a flowering bush and the wind smelled of strawberries and without love one is only a dead man on furlough, nothing but a scrap of paper with a few dates and a chance name on it and one might as well die
Erich Maria Remarque
#84. In her mind, Em was a deranged ballerina-child who smelled like bubblegum and only ate McDonald's Happy Meals.
Sarah Addison Allen
#85. Good Lord, I'm regretting this now," I muttered. "I have never - ever - smelled BO this bad in my life. And I once had s'mores wit a Sasquatch."
"Hang out with him for awhile," Mort gasped. "Eventually it's not so bad."
"Wow. Really?"
"No. Not really.
Jim Butcher
#86. The place smelled of commodes and playing cards, and before I was halfway to the end I had made a firm resolve never to begin to die. For me it would be all or nothing: no half measures, no lingering on the doorstep.
Alan Bradley
#87. He smelled like carpeting, Scotch tape, and steak sauce.
Patton Oswalt
#88. I knew everything about the back of that head - the swirl of his hair, the curve of his ear, the straight, sharp line of his jaw. I liked the way he smelled like soap even late in the afternoon.
Karen Thompson Walker
#89. She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose white scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze;
Donna Tartt
#90. He smelled too good, he looked too good and it was just completely unfair. Villains were supposed to be ugly. Just another way I was getting screwed in this deal. My villain didn't even look like he was supposed to.
Donna Augustine
#92. Kiriwar: "I thought I smelled shit stinking up the hallway."
Shiki: "I butchered a hyena ... maybe that's why. That's what you do to a dog that betrays its master's wishes, right?
Suguro Chayamachi
#93. 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
#94. It smelled of oily flowers, like the worn pillowcases of long-ago lovers.
Michelle Tea
#95. Her smile was peculiar - it made her nose wrinkle, not as though she smelled something unpleasant, but more that she was so amused, her whole face wanted to be a part of the smile.
Shannon Hale
#96. The dusk smelled like dead leaves and far off fires
V.E Schwab
#97. And she pressed closer to me and we were silent and I smelled her, and felt her and listened to her, and knew that if I had nothing else but this, this would be enough.
Robert B. Parker
#98. He smelled the smells of commerce and listened to the cursing of the sailors, both of which he admired: the former, as it reeked of wealth, and the latter because it combined his two other chief preoccupations, these being theology and anatomy.
Roger Zelazny
#99. She felt the sun on her skin, heard birdsong over people talking, revving cars, smelled petrol fumes and hot pastry, and the words echoed through her head, unbidden: this is what happiness feels like.
Jojo Moyes
#100. Joss's ears perked up. He loved libraries. Nowhere else in the world felt so safe and homey. Nowhere else smelled like books and dust and happy solitude quite like a library did.
Heather Brewer
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