“I love to smell flowers in the dark,” she said. “You get hold of their soul then.” ~ Anne’s House of Dreams by Lucy Maud Montgomery
It smells like the left wing of the day of judgment. ~ Moby Dick by Herman Melville
The mutable, rank-scented many . . . ~ Coriolanus by William Shakespeare
“I wish we could see perfumes as well as smell them. I’m sure they would be very beautiful.” ~ Anne of the Island by Lucy Maud Montgomery
“The rankest compound of villainous smell that ever offended nostril.” ~ The Merry Wives of Windsor by William Shakespeare
“Don’t you love heavy fragrances, faint with sweetness, ravishing juices of odor, heliotropes, violets, water-lilies,–powerful attars and extracts that snatch your soul off your lips?” ~ The Amber Gods by Harriet Prescott Spofford
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.” ~ Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare
“Our highest assurance of the goodness of Providence seems to me to rest in the flowers. All other things, our powers, our desires, our food, are all really necessary for our existence in the first instance. But this rose is an extra. Its smell and its color are an embellishment of life, not a condition of it. It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again that we have much to hope from the flowers.” ~ The Naval Treaty by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
