They take unbelievable pleasure in the hideous blast of the hunting horn and baying of the hounds. Dogs' dung smells sweet as cinn...amon to them.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
See where she comes, and smell how all the street, Breathes vineyards and pomegranates: oh, how sweet!... As a fired altar is each stone, Perspiring pounded cinnamon. The phoenix-nest, Built up of odours, burneth in her breast. Who therein would not consume His soul to ash-heaps in that rich perfume,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Angel of clean sheets, do you know bedbugs? Once in a madhouse they came like specks of cinnamon... as I lay in a chloral cave of drugs, as old as a dog, as quiet as a skeleton.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The only fruit which even much living yields seems to be often only some trivial success,--the ability to do some slight thing bet...ter. We make conquest only of husks and shells for the most part,--at least apparently,--but sometimes these are cinnamon and spices, you know.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »