Smell Quotes

Well, even to this day, if I smell a Big Mac, I'm like Pavlov's dog. My mouth starts watering immediately, like, 'Man, that is so good,' but I can't take a bite of it.

Does wisdom perhaps appear on the earth as a raven which is inspired by the smell of carrion?

Where I am they can smell out a hurricane. My house survived Hurricane Hazel, but it didn't get past Hugo.

My daughter Lila loves the smell of gasoline - she always says, 'Mummy, keep the door open,' when I'm filling up the car. I've heard it is one of the most preferred scents in the world - maybe that's something to study for my next fragrance!

In Hollywood we acquire the finest novels in order to smell the leather bindings.

Try not thinking of peeling an orange. Try not imagining the juice running down your fingers, the soft inner part of the peel. The smell. Try and you can't. The brain doesn't process negatives.

Once you wake up and smell the coffee, it's hard to go back to sleep.

Most of the time, I grill over high heat. I like things to move fast. I like the sound and smell of a very hot fire. I gravitate towards dishes that you can get on and off the grill as quickly as possible. After a while, you'll know without thinking about it how hot the fire is.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived.

Every time I get a script it's a matter of trying to know what I could do with it. I see colors, imagery. It has to have a smell. It's like falling in love. You can't give a reason why.

Nothing can beat the smell of dew and flowers and the odor that comes out of the earth when the sun goes down.

You don't have to be a political genius to sniff the smell of blood in the water.

Right after I graduated high school, I joined a sushi restaurant to learn how to make Japanese food. And then spent seven years. Then that time - that's enough. Then sushi restaurant - butchering fish and they make your body smell like fishy.

Get excited and enthusiastic about you own dream. This excitement is like a forest fire - you can smell it, taste it, and see it from a mile away.

One of the jobs of a manager is to instill confidence, pump confidence into your people. And when you've got somebody who's raring to go and you can smell it and feel it, give 'em that shot.

I love the smell of juice boxes in the morning.

I love paint. I like watercolours. I like acrylic paint... a little bit. I like house paint. I like oil-based paint, and I love oil paint. I love the smell of turpentine and I like that world of oil paint very, very, very much.

The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.

The best smell in the world is that man that you love.

People who read poetry, for example, like the feel, the heft and the smell of a book.

I've got a vendetta to destroy the Net, to make everyone go to the library. I love the organic thing of pen and paper, ink on canvas. I love going down to the library, the feel and smell of books.

Just because someone's dead doesn't mean it's over. My grandfather died more than 25 years ago, but I still think of him a lot and smell his smell.

An idealist is one who, on noticing that roses smell better than a cabbage, concludes that it will also make better soup.

When one tears away the veils and shows them naked, people's souls give off such a pungent smell of decay.

I like the way my own feet smell. I love to smell my sneakers when I take them off.

Music can be made anywhere, is invisible and does not smell.

My company is in the business of content, delivering content, so whether you see it or taste it or hear it or smell it, that's what I do every day.

Christmas in Bethlehem. The ancient dream: a cold, clear night made brilliant by a glorious star, the smell of incense, shepherds and wise men falling to their knees in adoration of the sweet baby, the incarnation of perfect love.

CDs, too. Totally corporate. They look real cheap and soulless and they don't smell of anything.

Good art theory must smell of the studio, although its language should differ from the household talk of painters and sculptors.