Best 89 quotes in «perfume quotes» category

Poetry is jealous of you tonight, for as soon as I come to pen a few words, your perfume attacks me in the most civilised manner and I forget myself. I forget the poem. I forget the ...

She kisses the children goodnight, leaving lipstick on their foreheads and a trail of Chanel No.5.

Silent as a flower, her face fell in dismay, aware that the ghost of lust ate and left, sensing that there was a different scent of perfume consuming the room, and that she had numbered and counted the he loves me, he loves me not of each petal, where the lifeless dust had settle.

The odors of perfume were fanned out on the summer air by the whirling vents of the grottoes where the women hid like undersea creatures, under electric cones, their hair curled into wild whorls and peaks, their eyes shrewd and glassy, animal and sly, their mouths painted a neon red.

The amount of perfume she had on was like a human sacrifice on Incense Night.

There is no reason for verbosity in the olfactory world. Less is more.

There are some who believe that perfume is magic. The fragrance of a thing is its purest essence. And certain scents can awaken phantoms of past love, of sweetest reminiscence." "Phantoms?" Daisy repeated, intrigued, and the other girl replied impatiently. "He doesn't mean it literally, dear. Perfume can't summon a ghost. And it's not really magic. It's only a mixture of scent particles that travel to the olfactory receptors in your nose.

We choose perfumes for ourselves so we can tell the stories inside of us— the ones that we can't possibly put into words.

There was also something about the smell of bookshops that was strangely comforting to her. She wondered if it was the scent of ink and paper, or the perfume of binding, string, and glue. Maybe it was the scent of knowledge. Information. Thoughts and ideas. Poetry and love. All of it bound into one perfect, calm place.

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.

Through perfume, I smell your soul" Marian Bendeth Global Fragrance Expert Sixth Scents

Unlike perfume, handbags are visible on the body, and--like Air Jordans for teenagers--give the wearer the chance to brandish the logo and publicly declare her status or aspiration.

This is Clive Christian Number One. It's one of my favorite fragrances, and one of the most exquisite. It's made from entirely pure ingredients, mainly natural aged sandalwood from India and Tahitian vanilla, but a lot of the other ingredients - the ones that produce the fine top notes- they change slightly every year, depending on availability and the perfumers' preference." Using her skills, she smelled the scarf. "Pineapple, plum, mirabelle, and peach, heart notes of jasmine, ylang ylang, orris, and carnation. I'm betting this is the '08.

This sweet-bitter scent Is still making me faint Enduring the pain That makes me insane. Trying to smile everyday To hide the feelings I bear Hide in bed and lay Praying to ease the fear. The scent of perfume Is the reason of my consciousness It wakens the inner loom And brings back the memories.

Trees generously share their fruit. Bees generously share their honey. Flowers generously share their perfume. Do likewise.

Você desencarcera-se da carne vertendo-te da pele em calor e através de ti eu, metal de memória assumo o tempo perdido, prometido e sim. Você desemaranha-se das entranhas vertendo-te da boca aos ouvidos em música e através de ti eu, anfiteatro de sombras estreio o tempo perdido, prometido e sim. Você se desprende do corpo vertendo-te pelos poros em perfume e através de ti eu, abelha operária teço o tempo perdido, prometido e sim. Você se descola da parede celular vertendo-te às bochechas em tempero e através de ti eu, devorador de mundos saboreio o tempo perdido, prometido e sim. Você se desencana do condicionamento te atravessando até mim por entre visões e através de ti eu, visionário das eternidades cegas contemplo o espaço descoberto, realizado e nu e não!

Your children are perfume of your love.

We want to look desirable. We want others to want to mate with us. No different than a colorful peacock. When girls dress up for their night out at the club, they are doing what all animals do when they try to make themselves desirable for a potential mate. That's the whole point behind the fashion, perfume, cosmetics, diet, and plastic surgery industries.

You cannot really not care about what other people think of you and still wear a perfume or cologne.

What we talk about less often, because it is harder to explain, is the way a perfume can give breath and body to the phantom selves that waft about us as we go through our days -- not just the showgirl, the femme fatale, and the ingenue, but all the memories and dreams of the taller, meaner, sharper, sweeter, softer people we have been or long to be.

I only used my whole life one perfume, and it's Cartier's Les Must.

A girl like that, Grandad said, perfumes herself with ozone and metal filings.

As perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me: all things leave me: You remain.

I'm wearing a new perfume that I should recommend to the women in the audience; it's called 'Tester.

I put a basketball in front of George Clooney's door and sprayed it with supermodel perfume to lure him out.

A fragrance always combines femininity and sensuality.

Childhood smells of perfume and brownies.

Coffe is the perfume of morning.

Go then, a starveling girl With no perfume or pearls, Only your nudity O my beauty!

Her perfume was a mixture of roses and tear gas.

Just like men, perfume is never perfect right away; you have to let it seduce you.

Let us then blend everything: love, religion, genius, with sunshine, perfume, music, and poetry.

Prosperity is like perfume, it often makes the head ache.

Perfume is the indispensable complement to the personality of women, the finishing touch on a dress.

Poems . . . are perfume bottles momentarily unstopped - what they release is volatile and will vanish, and yet it can be released again.

Polls are like perfume-nice to smell, dangerous to swallow.

Pretty women without religion are like flowers without perfume.

One grain of incense with devotion offer'd 'S beyond all perfumes of Sabaean spices.

Perfume is like a parenthesis, a moment of freedom, peace, love and sensuality in between the disturbances of modern living.

Smell alone amongst the senses can either destroy or quite remake a man.

This is a great shame, but of course there have to be some things in life that not everybody can have, and great perfume is one of them.

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

Tea - that perfume that one drinks, that connecting hyphen.

The smell of gunpowder is sweeter to me than all the perfumes of Arabia.

That's what my perfume would smell like, margarita and vodka.

The greatest style is when you can't see the style though you walk away knowing it was there. It's like a perfume - there but not there.

The morality code that remains after the religion that produced it is rejected is like the perfume that lingers in an empty bottle.

There are no women who do not like perfume, there are women who have not found their scent.

To smell, though well, is to stink.

Two things make the women unforgettable, their tears and their perfume