William McFee Quotes

Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived.

I think listening to music from your youth is as powerful as a scent passed beneath your nose.

Nothing awakens reminiscence like an aroma.

If you're walking down the street and you smell a scent, it can take you right back to a memorable time in your life, whether it's a moment with an ex-girlfriend or a childhood event.

Scent is the strongest tie to memory.

Smells are so powerful and evocative, sometimes stronger than visual cues.

Scents evoke very, very powerful memories, whether it's the scent of someone that you know and someone that you love, or if it's a meal that your mother made.

Smelling a crayon takes you right back to childhood. When I need to go back in time, I put it under my nose and take another hit.

Sometimes smell can take you back to places.

Taking walks sometimes bring back memories of my childhood because a smell might trigger a memory.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived. The odors of fruits waft me to my southern home, to my childhood frolics in the peach orchard. Other odors, instantaneous and fleeting, cause my heart to dilate joyously or contract with remembered grief. Even as I think of smells, my nose is full of scents that start awake sweet memories of summers gone and ripening fields far away.

I remember specific times and people in my life so much more clearly if I smell something that brings me back to them.

Certain scents can evoke so much feeling, nostalgia, and trigger beautiful memories.

For me, a fragrance is another way of leaving an impression on somebody.

Yes, I always remember my dad's, mom's and my grandma's perfumes.

I do believe that using fragrance is a plus. It's one of our senses and it's be a waste not to use our sense of smell. I also think smell is something that tells a lot about a person.

Let us say in the pocket of one of my old coats I find a movie ticket from many years ago. Once I see the ticket, not only do I remember that I saw this movie, but also scenes from this movie, which I think I have entirely forgotten, come back to me. Objects have this power, and I like it.

Memories, imagination, old sentiments, and associations are more readily reached through the sense of smell than through any other channel.

I love the smell of vanilla, but I didn't have perfumes growing up, so I wore vanilla extract.

When I write about things, it's a lot to do with sense memory. How things smell and taste can bring incredible memories flooding back and transport you in an instant to another time and place.

Because who can describe that look that triggers the memory of loved ones? Who can anticipate the frown, the smile, or the misplaced lock of hair that sends a swift, undeniable signal from the past? Who can ever estimate the power of association, which is always strongest in moments of love and in memories of death?

But when from a long-distant past nothing subsists, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered, taste and smell alone, more fragile but more enduring, more unsubstantial, more persistent, more faithful, remain poised a long time, like souls, remembering, waiting, hoping, amid the ruins of all the rest; and bear unflinchingly, in the tiny and almost impalpable drop of their essence, the vast structure of recollection.

My mom would have different fragrances for different times of the year. They were a part of her identity. I don't remember the specific ones she used, but I remember the bottles.

There are about 700 flavors that you can smell, but only five you can taste. A lot of times what you're perceiving as flavor has nothing to do with palette, but it's more to do with scents.