Best stones & smell Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“Autumn has come to northeast Montana. The vapor of one’s breath, the clarity of the stars, the smell of wood smoke, the stones underfoot that even a full day of sunlight won’t warm- these all say there will be no more days that can be mistaken for summer.”

Stars Summer Stones Breaths Woods Warm Smell Clarity Smoke Autumn Sunlight Mistaken Montana Vapor

Author:Larry Watson

“All that is sweet, delightful, and amiable in this world, in the serenity of the air, the fineness of seasons, the joy of light, the melody of sounds, the beauty of colors, the fragrancy of smells, the splendor of precious stones, is nothing else but Heaven breaking through the veil of this world.”

Source: An earnest and serious answer to Dr. Trapp's Discourse of the folly, sin, and danger of being righteous over-much. An appeal to all that doubt, or disbelieve the truths of the Gospels

“Who's this—alone with stone and sky? It's only my old dog and I— It's only him; it's only me; Alone with stone and grass and tree. What share we most—we two together? Smells, and awareness of the weather. What is it makes us more than dust? My trust in him; in me his trust.”

Two Together Tree Sky Share Awareness Dog Stones Smell Weather Dust Grass Me Alone Old Dog

Book:Sequences

Source: Sequences

“Cloisters, ancient libraries ... I was confusing learning with the smell of cold stone.”

Cold Stones Library Ancient Smell Confusing

Book:The History Boys: With GCSE and A Level study guide

Source: The History Boys: With GCSE and A Level study guide

“Hot weather opens the skull of a city, exposing its white brain, and its heart of nerves, which sizzle like the wires inside a lightbulb. And there exudes a sour extra-human smell that makes the very stone seem flesh-alive, webbed and pulsing.”

Humans Heart Seems White Cities Brain Alive Summer Stones Hot Smell Flesh Weather Extras Nerves Wire Skulls Sour Exposing Hot Weather

Author:Truman Capote

“And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours, Claire? I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you." The wind stirred the leaves of the chestnut trees nearby, and the scents of late summer rose up rich around us; pine and grass and strawberries, sun-warmed stone and cool water, and the sharp, musky smell of his body next to mine. "Nothing is lost, Sassenach; only changed." "That's the first law of thermodynamics," I said, wiping my nose. "No," he said. "That's faith.”

Source: The Outlander Series Bundle: Books 1, 2, 3, and 4: Outlander, Dragonfly in Amber, Voyager, Drums of Autumn

“Startled, he loosed his grasp and she pulled free. He clutched her arm, but she spun around and pressed her mouth to his. His lips were rough, chapped. She felt the sting of fangs against her bottom lip. He made a sharp sound in the back of his throat and closed his eyes. Mouth opening under hers. The smell of him- of cold, damp stone- made her head swim. One kiss slid into another and it was perfect, was exactly right, was real.”

Made Real Eye Felt Sound Perfect Arms Cold Kissing Mouths Stones Bottom Lips Smell Opening His Eyes Rough Swim Throat Fangs Damp Spun

Book:Valiant: A Modern Tale of Faerie

Source: Valiant: A Modern Tale of Faerie

“And I wish that I was made of stone So that I would not have to see A beauty impossible to define A beauty impossible to believe A beauty impossible to endure The blood imparted in little sips The smell of you still on my hands As I bring the cup up to my lips No God up in the sky No devil beneath the sea Could do the job that you did, baby Of bringing me to my knees”

Believe Littles Made Stills Hands Jobs Wish Impossible Blood Sea Sky Baby Devil Stones Endure Lips Smell Cups Knees

Author:Nick Cave

“When you smell our candles burning, what does it make you think of, my child?" Winterfell, she might have said. I smell snow and smoke and pine needles. I smell the stables. I smell Hodor laughing, and Jon and Robb battling in the yard, and Sansa singing about some stupid lady fair. I smell the crypts where the stone kings sit. I smell hot bread baking. I smell the godswood. I smell my wolf. I smell her fur, almost as if she were still beside me. "I don't smell anything," she said.”

“A forest," William said, his expression distant. "Where the ground is dry soil and stone. Where tall trees grow and centuries of autumn carpet their roots. Where the wind smells of game and wildflowers." "Why, that was lovely, Lord Bill. Do you ever write poetry? Something for your blueblood lady?" "No." "She doesn't like poetry?" "Leave it." Hehe. "Oh, so you have a lady. How interes--”

Writing Said Games Grows Lord Tree Century Expression Wind Stones Roots Bills Smell Lovely Forests Dry Soil Autumn Tall Carpet Wildflowers Tall Trees

Book:Bayou Moon

Source: Bayou Moon

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