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1 " But I have a high opinion of myself, and it never fails to surprise me when others don’t feel the same. "
― Lara Elena Donnelly , Base Notes
2 " Think of it like a dry down: to experience a perfume fully, you have to let it work through every note. "
3 " Trophy Kill was a riff on the classic fougère, the favorite accord of Victorian gentlemen. Fig and violet shifting to a base of oakmoss, musk, and mildewed leather. Dark, toothy, unexpected. Close your eyes and you could be lost at dusk in the kind of fairy-tale forest the Grimms never cleaned up. A fox hunt ending in blood. A strong stirrup cup, and shadows. A riding habit wrenched above the knee. "
4 " Scent helps us recall memories we’ve already created. "
5 " My flaw, like Jonathan’s, was an abiding passion to produce perfume that made people think. Or that bypassed the brain altogether and went straight to the gut and groin. "
6 " Scent is the strongest link to our memories. What I do just makes a deeper connection. Brain chemistry or black magic—it’s unclear. People pay a lot of money for it, though. "
7 " Giovanni put his scissor hand to his face, so the blades stuck out from his forehead like a silver horn. A unicorn: virtuous, pure, utterly unsuited to survive the guile of hunters. I spent a lot of time in the library as a child. These images stick with you. "
8 " had a strong scent memory and could conjure the atmosphere of that conference room as if producing it from a filing cabinet and spreading it across my kitchen table. Freon, dust, hot plastic, paper. Corporate office accord. The egg salad, sulfurous with a sharp note of sweet vinegar for the emerald studs of relish. The barest hint of stale tobacco. Whisky breath, which was peat, fermented sugars, rotten meat. The smallest trace of orris root and musky jasmine for the whisper of sex "
9 " this was promising evidence that my theory about implanting memories via scent and suggestion was viable—that with a story to tie the elements together, a perfume could create something stronger than mere association. "
10 " At this point I pulled my phone away from my face and checked the time; you’re not supposed to be able to read clocks if you’re dreaming. Seven oh three. This was real life, and I was going to have to deal with it. "
11 " Tiny boutiques purveying raw chocolate and pink sea salt. Coffee shops where they inexplicably sold high-end Scandinavian hand cream. "
12 " A perfume without base notes has no staying power. If she wanted the beauty, she would have to take the filth as well. And Jane . . . I believed that Jane could learn to love it. "
13 " After the smeared chewing gum and general stink of the rest of the city—its incessant, insistent noise—stepping into the tangled, tree-lined streets of this old and monied part of the island felt like a magic trick. Or like crossing the border into a fairyland full of cruel creatures you would never understand, amongst whom you did not belong. "
14 " I want it to be big. Bigger than Santal 33. "
15 " Or I will start an Etsy shop selling “natural essences” to women who worry about chemicals in their perfume. The kind of women who wear mineral-based powder makeup and spend seventy-five dollars on eye cream. "
16 " Most people have a catalog of scents in their heads: coffee, rainstorms, that awful cherry-scented mopping soap they always seem to use in hospitals and apartment buildings. All of these scents are attached to the memory of sensations: emotional, physical, existential. And everyone’s associations are different. "
17 " Only you smell like yourself. And if I put you at the heart of a perfume and gave it to someone who had never met you, it would be like reading a sentence in which the object noun is written in a language you do not speak. Almost legible, but not quite. "
18 " I do not dislike tobacco as a rule—it is a delicious ingredient in many perfumes I respect and enjoy, and many I have made myself. But in the form of cigarettes and cigars, I find it noisome and annoying. It deadens taste and smell, and its own sour stench lingers for hours or days in the hair and clothes of anyone unfortunate enough to encounter the smoke in quantity. "
19 " It’s one of the few places in the city where a person can sample the scent of ungulate manure. Not the reek of human excrement and piss, or the moldy-dusty funk of pigeon shit, but the true grassy smell of a barnyard. Like a well-balanced pinot grigio, the air was green and vegetal, warm with the memory of hay. "