Suskind Perfume Quotes & Sayings

The mountain consisted of a giant cone of blue-gray rock and was surrounded by an endless, barren highland studded with a few trees charred by fire and overgrown with gray moss and gray brush, out of which here and there brown boulders jutted up like rotten teeth. Even by light of day, the region was so dismal and dreary that the poorest shepherd in this poverty-stricken province would not have driven his animals here. And by night, by the bleaching light of the moon, it was such a godforsaken wilderness that it seemed not of this world. — Patrick Suskind

... in that moment, as he saw and smelled how irresistible its effect was and how with lightning speed it spread and made captives of the people all around him - in that moment his whole disgust for humankind rose up again within him and completely soured his triumph, so that he felt not only no joy, but not even the least bit of satisfaction. What he had always longed for - that other people should love him - became at the moment of his achievement unbearable, because he did not love them himself, he hated them. And suddenly he knew that he had never found gratification in love, but always only in hatred - in hating and in being hated. — Patrick Suskind

I think so much
may be it never ends
when this night ends
there's another at hand
I sleep with one
and wake with one
with everything else on
this life goes on. — Jyoti Mishra

Everything with me is pretty close to the surface, but having kids has completely ruined my emotional equilibrium. — Olivia Colman

Creativity. Taking something enormously strange and somehow making it strangely familiar. — Jim Lewis

He had preserved the best part of her and made it his own: the principle of her scent. — Patrick Suskind

In an invisible mirror you see your invisible self. — Chloe Thurlow

He had used only a drop of his perfume for his performance in Grasse. There was enough left to enslave the whole world. If he wanted, he could be feted in Paris, not by tens of thousands, but by hundreds of thousands of people; or could walk out to Versailles and have the King kiss his feet; write the Pope a perfumed letter and reveal himself as the new Messiah; be anointed in Notre-Dame as Supreme Emperor before kings, or even as God come to earth. — Patrick Suskind

Although he had used it very sparingly, the perfume that he had mixed in Montpellier was slowly was slowly running out. He created a new one. But this time he was not content simply to imitate basic human odor by hastily tossing together some ingredients; he made it a matter of pride to acquire a personal odor, or better yet, a number of personal odors ...
Protected by these various odors, which he changed like clothes as the situation demanded and which permitted him to move undisturbed in the world of men and to keep his true nature from them, Grenouille devoted himself to his real passion: the subtle pursuit of scent. — Patrick Suskind

Odors have a power of persuasion stronger than that of words, appearances, emotions, or will. The persuasive power of an odor cannot be fended off, it enters into us like breath into our lungs, it fills us up, imbues us totally. There is no remedy for it. — Patrick Suskind

In the presence of randomness, regular patterns can only be mirages. — Daniel Kahneman

It's weird, isn't it?"
"What is?"
"Treaties and all that. It's like we woke up one morning and we weren't supposed to be enemies anymore. It'll take some getting used to."
"True," I said. "I think it's really cool though."
"Unfortunately, not everyone agrees."
I thought of my grandfather and what he would do if he could see me now. "I know. But it's worth protecting."
"Yes," he said, and something about the way he was looking at me made me think he was talking specifically about me. "It is. — Alyxandra Harvey

He would be able to create a scent that was not merely human, but super human, an angels scent, so indescribably good and vital that who ever smelt it would be enchanted and with his whole heart would have to love him. — Patrick Suskind

Maidens! why should you worry in choosing whom you shall marry? Choose whom you may, you will find you have got somebody else. — John Hay

Read about some squirrelly guy who claims that he just don't believe in fighting, and I wonder how long the rest of us can count on being free. — Merle Haggard

This perfume was not like any perfume known before. It was not a scent that made things smell better ... it was completely new, capable of creating a whole world, a magical, rich world, and in an instant you forgot all the loathsomeness around you and felt so rich, so at ease, so free, so fine ... — Patrick Suskind

There was only one thing the perfume could not do. It could not turn him into a person who could love and be loved like everyone else. So, to hell with it he thought. To hell with the world. With the perfume. With himself — Patrick Suskind

Crime oft recoils upon the author's head. — Seneca The Younger

From his youth on , he had been accustomed to people's passing him and taking no notice of him whatever , not out contempt -as hehad once believed - But because they were quite unaware of his existence. There was no space surrounding him, no waves broke from him into the atmosphere, as with other people; he had no shadow, so to speak, to cast across another's face. Only if he ran right into someone in a crowd or in a street-corner collision would there be a brief moment of discernment; and th person en countered would bounce off and stare at him for a few seconds as if gazing at a creature that ought not even exist, a creature that, although undeniably there, in some way or other was not present- and would take to his heels and have forgotten him, Grenouille, a moment later ....... — Patrick Suskind