“This scent had a freshness, but not the freshness of limes or pomegranates, not the freshness of myrrh or cinnamon bark or curly mint or birch or camphor or pine needles, not that of a May rain or a frosty wind or of well water... and at the same time it had warmth, but not as bergamot, cypress, or musk has, or jasmine or daffodils, not as rosewood has or iris... This scent was a blend of both, of evanescence and substance, not a blend, but a unity, although slight and frail as well, and yet solid and sustaining, like a piece of thin, shimmering silk... and yet again not like silk, but like pastry soaked in honey-sweet milk - and try as he would he couldn't fit those two together: milk and silk! This scent was inconceivable, indescribable, could not be categorized in any way - it really ought not to exist at all. And yet there it was as plain and splendid as day.” ― Patrick Suskind, Perfume The Story of a Murderer <https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/2977727>
On Thu, Nov 19, 2020 at 6:43 PM Huda Masood <[email protected]> wrote: > How interesting! I'm contemplating purchasing Harold McGee's Nose Dive > myself but I'll definitely check out the links Udhay recommended. > > On Sat, 31 Oct 2020, 05:17 Thaths, <[email protected]> wrote: > > > On Sun, Sep 29, 2019 at 9:06 PM Udhay Shankar N <[email protected]> wrote: > > > > > Perhaps part of Cairo is. Just like the smell of part of Bangalore is > > > filter coffee with the acrid overtone of chicory at 6am. And other > parts > > > might be grilling kebabs. Or the stink of the tannery. > > > > > > > Speaking of smells.... > > > > https://www.powells.com/book/-1110000347670 > > > > "Like the crimson rhododendrons in Rebecca, the heady fragrance of old > > paper creates an atmosphere ripe with mood and possibility. Invoking a > > labyrinth of books; secret libraries; ancient scrolls; and cognac swilled > > by philosopher-kings, Powell’s by Powell’s delivers the wearer to a place > > of wonder, discovery, and magic heretofore only known in literature." > > > > Perhaps it smells of Biblichor? > > > > Thaths > > PS: Powells is a renowned bookstore in Portland, Oregan > > -- > > Homer: Hey, what does this job pay? > > Carl: Nuthin'. > > Homer: D'oh! > > Carl: Unless you're crooked. > > Homer: Woo-hoo! > > >
