“It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”
“Old Books Smell Of: A combination of grassy notes with a tang of acids and a hint of vanilla over an underlying muskiness.”
“She smelled like a rose, and she tasted like a rose petal.”
“Wild honey smells of freedom The dust - of sunlight The mouth of a young girl, like a violetBut gold - smells of nothing.”
“I love the smell of sunshine.”
“By then Esthappen and Rahel had learned that the world had other ways of breaking men. They were already familiar with the smell. Sicksweet. Like old roses on a breeze.”