Sweet Perfume Quotes

#1. Such actions are beyond praise: it is the perfume of such sweet and noble human sympathy that makes this wild beasts' cage a world habitable for men.

Frank Harris

#2. She knew now why she had come up here. It was so that she might feel like this - as if she was upheld far away from things - as if she had left everything behind - almost as if she had fallen awake again. There was no perfume in the air, but all was still and sweet and clear.

Frances Hodgson Burnett

#3. The heartfelt counsel of a friend is sweet as perfume and incense. - Proverbs 27:9

Gary Chapman

#4. Do not forget that small daily actions do or undo character.

Oscar Wilde

#5. Our town was small enough that I never developed a healthy fear of strangers. To me, they were exciting things, gift-wrapped and full of possibilities, the sweet smell of somewhere else wafting from them like perfume.

April Genevieve Tucholke

#6. Ould smell the peppery-sweet perfume of pinks

Kate Atkinson

#7. The syrup of lilies hangs thick and sweet in the air, its cloying scent the traditional mask of death and rebirth: ashes and incense, rain and dirt, and something like rosin. It's the scent Hector associates with God. The scent of heavenly things.

Kimberly Morgan

#8. Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sting

#9. That's the worst thing about money - the moment you have some you begin to suspect everyone of trying to take it away from you. And usually they are.

Helen McCloy

#10. You shouldn't be ashamed of your pain. You have the right to have your pain treated.

Naomi Judd

#11. Do what you will while you're able, find what it is that you seek.

Xavier Rudd

#12. She just shook her head and pulled out a small bottle of some random pop star's signature perfume, spritzing me with the sickly-sweet smell.
"Oh, come on Ash, that smells like a unicorn fart," I cried, recoiling at the overpowering, candylike smell.

Cara Lynn Shultz

#13. MAR13.35 Watch ye therefore: for ye know not when the master of the house cometh, at even, or at midnight, or at the cockcrowing, or in the morning:

Anonymous

#14. Individuals have rights and there are things no person or group may do to them (without violating their rights).

Robert Nozick

#15. A violet in the youth of primy nature,
Forward, not permanent
sweet, not lasting;
The perfume and suppliance of a minute;
No more.

William Shakespeare

#16. A novel is a book with a lot of pages.

Kathy Acker

#17. Even the dry and dusty arid desert air could not get her sweet perfume out of his nostrils. That one night was all it took. She stole his heart; he could do nothing about it, but accept his fate.

Virginia Alison

#18. The perfume of the flowers and of the bay tree are wafted on high, like incense. The birds sing sweet songs of praise to their Creator. In the tops of the trees, the soughing of the wind is like the hushed prayers of the multitude in some vast cathedral. Here the heart of man becomes impressionable.

William Wendt

#19. Young foliage sweet bronze.
Most strongly scented of all wisterias.
Deep spring: overcome by my own perfume.

Tessa Rumsey

#20. The snow began to fall again, drifting against the windows, politely begging entrance and then falling with
disappointment to the ground

Jamie McGuire

#21. The brilliance of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not lessen the perfume of the violet or the sweet simplicity of the daisy.

Therese De Lisieux

#22. I love my body. And if I didn't, I'd get on the Stair Master

Jaime Pressly

#23. There's no stopping the soul that radiates out and around us, any more than one can stop the sweet perfume of a rose. You could, of course, hold your nose. But the rose will continue to exude its rich fragrance, even while you suffocate.

Thomas Dale Cowan

#24. There are times when we must sink to the bottom of our misery to understand truth, just as we must descend to the bottom of a well to see the stars in broad daylight.

Vaclav Havel

#25. I'm definitely an elbow-room guy.

Ryan Kwanten

#26. The honeysuckle was everywhere the day the letter arrived, like heat. Wild roses bloomed in hedges of tendrils and perfume. There were fat bees, dirigible bees, plump and miniature. It was a sweet, tangled morning, and the sun rose, leisurely, in a spectacular blush.

Cathleen Schine

#27. Charlee has my arm. She has my arm - my arm that's rigid from pleasure, from her touch - in her little fingers. She holds my other one, too and she's right there, that sweet candy perfume stripping the rest of the strength from my body, and it escapes in a soft, breathy sigh.

Rebecca Berto

#28. She threw open the window to breathe in the spring air, heavy with the sweet perfume of roses and heather. To her right was the rolling glen beckoning her to come and walk. 'Sit here awhile and dream your thoughts on this flat rock.' How often had she done that?

Karen Ranney

#29. The sweet smell of success is no perfume for a woman. Say it's old-fashioned, say it's corny, but, as far as I can see, a girl who wears a 'business scent' is not attractive. A woman who flaunts her career as if it was a new hat is not beautiful.

Rod Taylor

#30. The salesmen bought me perfume and invited me to lunch. But they couldn't talk to me about why families of guajiros slept in the city's parks under flashing Coca-Cola signs. Those men only murmured sweet nonsense to me, trying in vain to flatter me.

Cristina Garcia

#31. In the spring of 1988, I returned to New Orleans, and as soon as I smelled the air, I knew I was home.
It was rich, almost sweet, like the scent of jasmine and roses around our old courtyard.
I walked the streets, savoring that long lost perfume.

Anne Rice

#32. The dusky and faintly sweet smell of her perfume came to Therese again, a smell suggestive of dark green silk, that was hers alone, like the smell of a special flower.

Patricia Highsmith

#33. People change us. It is a rare, if not an impossible occurrence, that we come out of relationships unscathed. In our dealings with people we take something with us and we leave something behind. Some people are haunted more than others, either by the sweet perfume of another or the stink of regret.

Donna Lynn Hope

#34. A black cat among roses,
phlox, lilac-misted under a quarter moon,
the sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The garden is very still.
It is dazed with moonlight,
contented with perfume ...

Amy Lowell

#35. Sweet praise is like perfume. It is fine if you don't swallow it.

Dwight D. Eisenhower

#36. He was a follower of a teacher from Galilee who taught that peace was the only hope for mankind. Without it, we were like the jackals in the desert, nothing more. Beside me,

Alice Hoffman

#37. Now and again we would happen to step out of the familiar universe into a sudden sharp shock of sweetly scented air, sudden as spilled perfume, piercing as crystal, dark and sweet as the sound of oboes.

Steven Millhauser

#38. Pinot, the most romantic of wines, with so voluptuous a perfume, so sweet an edge, and so powerful a punch that, like falling in love, they make the blood run hot and the soul wax embarrassingly poetic.

Renee Carlino

#39. The merit of those who fill a space in the world's history, who are borne forward, as it were, by the weight of thousands whom they lead, shed a perfume less sweet than do the sacrifices of private virtue.

Ralph Waldo Emerson