Mildew Smell Quotes & Sayings

So as I'm walking up and down the grocery aisles, I notice this distinct, mildewy, putrid odor following me. And I keep looking around for the responsible party, until I discover that she is me. I stink. When I get home, Craig rolls out of bed to help me with the groceries and I say "Honey, smell me. I stink." And he sniffs my shirt and says without surprise, "Yes, you do." And I say "Well, what IS that? It's disgusting." And he says the following:
"It's mildew. All our clothes smell like that. We always stink." I'll just give you a few seconds to digest that information. I know I needed a little time. "WHAT? WELL WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME, HUSBAND?" "I was scared to tell you. You get sensitive about ... . housekeeping stuff." "Oh. So let me clarify here. You'd rather reek all day at work and allow Chase to be THE STINKY KID IN CLASS than risk me getting mad?
"Yes. Yes, I would. Definitely. — Glennon Doyle Melton

Something lived in there, all right. He could smell it, a stench that made him think of damp plaster and moldering sofas and ancient mattresses rotting beneath half-liquid coats of mildew. It was familiar, that smell. — Stephen King

Menstruating doesn't cause pickles to spoil, temples to collapse or food to rot, nor is it contagious, though it would be rather nice to infect the male population with this so-called 'curse' for a month or two, just to sit back and view what I am sure would be a highly entertaining spectacle. — Twinkle Khanna

The wise oyster stays in its shell. — Marty Rubin

I loved the geography part. Learning about that made me want to read. — Toni Morrison

Most inspirational writers were born as driftwood and will say they have been beaten against every shoreline during their life. We understand storms. We understand drowning. We understand being devalued. We understand being stranded alone on a beach. God made us this way so we would know where every lighthouse can be found and tell others how to find them. We were never meant to stand on the beach with you because every rescue we do rescues ourselves. We always go back to the sea because that is where driftwood belongs
forever searching for answers to our endless questions and sharing what we learned ... (2012, Writer's Conference) — Shannon L. Alder

The act is unjustifiable that either begs for a blessing, or, having succeeded gives no thanksgiving. — Merle Shain

Mothers, take time to be a real friend to your children. Listen to your children, really listen. Talk with them, laugh and joke with them, sing with them, cry with them, hug them, honestly praise them. Yes, regularly spend unused one-on-one time with each child. Be a real friend to your children. — Ezra Taft Benson

We no longer pay attention to the clocks. Why should we? Noon is the taste of sawdust, and the feel of a splinter under a nail. Morning is mud and crumbling caulk. Evening is the smell of cooked tomatoes and mildew. And night is shivering, and the feel of mice sniffing around our skin. — Lauren Oliver

To think of criticism as a conversation is to think of it as a social act, something that puts you in touch with other people who may think the way you do. — Arlene Croce

It takes a shock to the system, doesn't it, to make a man realize what good things he has. — Graham Moore

You're going to want to avoid using wax on your dreadlocks. It's a popular way to lock up hair, but it isn't conducive to healthy hair. Wax pushes water and soap away, while attracting dirt and sometimes even bugs. It can also cause mold and mildew to grow in your hair, creating a smelly, stinky mess. If you've ever walked past a person with dreadlocks and been able to smell them from ten feet away, they probably use wax. — Shawntay Jones

I was one of those people who wasn't getting a lot of milk, so I had to pump forever to just get two ounces of milk. But, you know, I wasn't going to give up or stop. — Laila Ali

You said, in effect, 'I don't like the way these people do, so I have no time for them.' You'd better take time for 'em, honey, otherwise you'll never grow. — Harper Lee

she opened the lid and was hit with a musty smell she could immediately put a name to: camp. It was an unforgettable combination of mildew, wood smoke and outdoors, an essence that resisted laundering and airing out. — Susan Wiggs