“I love the smell of cleanliness. That’s what the inside of my nostrils smell like, naturally.”
“If I had nostrils on my index fingers, I wonder what the inside of my nose would smell like?”
“My nostrils smell, but not to you. Oh, they have no odor, unless you count the scent of nostalgia, which is what they always smell like.”
“I want to upholster the inside lining of my nostrils with leather, to have that "new car smell" all the time.”
“Madrigal sniffed herself. "I'm almost sure I don't smell." "Maybe not, but between shining cleanliness and not smelling, there is a vast gray area.”
“That gooey stuff inside a Boston crème donut. That’s what you smell like. Now I’ll get a hard-on every time I eat one.”