“My book should smell of pines and resound with the hum of insects.”

“Adrian: Do you smell that?"
Sydney: “I smell the paint, and… wait… is that pine?”
Adrian: “Damn straight. Pine-scented cleaner. As in, I cleaned. With these hands, these hands that don’t do manual labor.”

“A book has got smell. A new book smells great. An old book smells even better. An old book smells like ancient Egypt.”

“I found the candles—atrocious air freshening ones that smelled like fake pine.”

“It seems that scientists are often attracted to beautiful theories in the way that insects are attracted to flowers — not by logical deduction, but by something like a sense of smell.”

“A computer does not smell… if a book is new, it smells great. If a book is old, it smells even better… And it stays with you forever. But the computer doesn’t do that for you. I’m sorry.”

“There are no insect eggs in my food.” Mrs. White reiterated.
You should use that in your advertising,” Nate suggested.”

“There was the smell of old books, a smell that has a way of making all libraries seem the same. Some say that smell is asbestos.”

“There is no future for e-books, because they are not books. E-books smell like burned fuel.”

“I even love the smell of books.”