He succeeded in being considered totally uninteresting. People left him alone. And that was all he wanted..

He who ruled scent ruled the hearts of men..

People left him alone. And that was all he wanted..

As long as I don't have an idea, I won't write anything..

When they finally did dare it, at first with stolen glances and then candid ones, they had to smile. They were uncommonly proud. For the first time t….

No human being can go on living in the same house with a pigeon, a pigeon is the epitomy of chaos and anarchy, a pigeon that whizzes around unpredict….

...he came to the conclusion that you cannot depend on people, and that you can live in peace only if you keep them at arm's length..

Very well, but remember this... I'll be looking at you when you're laid on the cross and the twelve blows are crashing down on your limbs. When the c….

How quickly the apparently solidly laid foundation of one's existence could crumble..

It was good, really, that this external world still existed, if only as a place of refuge..

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

He had escaped the abhorrent taint! He was truly completely alone! He was the only human being in the world!.

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 ….

For people could close their eyes to greatness, to horrors, to beauty, and their ears to melodies or deceiving words. But they couldn't escape scent.….

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, i….

Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame..

She was indeed a girl of exquisite beauty. She was one of those languid women made of dark honey smooth and sweet and terribly sticky..

He possessed the power. He held it in his hand. A power stronger than the power of money or the power of terror or the power of death: the invincible….

And suddenly solitude fell across his heart like a dusty reflection. He closed his eyes. The dark doors within him opened and he entered. The next pe….

And finally - he was neither able nor willing to prevent it - the self-loathing dammed up inside him spilled over and gushed out, gushed out of glari….

He had withdrawn solely for his own personal pleasure, only to be near to himself. No longer distracted by anything external, he basked in his own ex….