"Hm. Roses, I think. She'd like scent of that kind. Sweet and cheap: soon sour. Why Molly likes opoponax. Suits her," (U13.1009)
"with a little jessamine mixed. Yes, it is. Because those spice islands, Cinghalese this morning, smell them leagues off." (U13.1011)
"Her high notes and her low notes." (U13.1011)
"At the dance night she met him, dance of the hours. Heat brought it out." (U13.1011)
"She was wearing her black and it had the perfume of the time before. Good conductor, is it? Or bad? Light too. Suppose there's some connection. For instance if you go into a cellar where it's dark. Mysterious thing too. Why did I smell it only now? Took its time in coming like herself, slow but sure. Suppose it's ever so many millions of tiny grains blown across." (U13.1012)
"Tell you what it is. It's like a fine fine veil or web they have all over the skin, fine like what do you call it gossamer and they're aways spinning it out of them, fine as anything," (U13.1019)
"like rainbow colours without knowing it. Clings to everything she takes off. Vamp of her stockings. Warm shoe. Stays. Drawers: little kick, taking them off. Byby till next time. Also the cat likes to sniff in her shift on the bed. Know her smell in a thousand. Bathwater too." (U13.1021)
"Reminds me of strawberries and cream. Wonder where it is really. There or the armpits or under the neck. Because you get it out of all holes and corners." (U13.1025)
"Hyacinth perfume made of oil of ether or something. Muskrat. Bag under their tails. One grain pour off odour for years." (U13.1027)
"Dogs at each other behind. Good evening. Evening. How do you sniff? Hm. Hm. Very well, thank you. Animals go by that. Yes now, look at it that way. We're the same. Some women, instance, warn you off when they have their period." (U13.1028)
"Come near. Then get a hogo you could hang your hat on. Like what? Potted herrings gone stale or. Boof! Please keep off the grass." (U13.1032)
"Perhaps they get a man smell off us. What though? Cigary gloves long John had on his desk the other. Breath? What you eat and drink gives that. No. Mansmell, I mean. Must be connected with that because priests that are supposed to be are different. Women buzz round it like flies round treacle. Railed off the altar get on to it at any cost. The tree of forbidden priest. O father, will you? Let me be the first to. That diffuses itself all through the body, permeates. Source of life. And it's extremely curious the smell. Celery sauce. Let me." (U13.1034)
"Mr Bloom inserted his nose. Hm. Into the. Hm. Opening of his waistcoat. Almonds or. No. Lemons it is. Ah no, that's the soap.
O by the by that lotion. I knew there was something on my mind. Never went back and the soap not paid." (U13.1042)
O by the by that lotion. I knew there was something on my mind. Never went back and the soap not paid." (U13.1042)
"Dislike carrying bottles like that hag this morning." (U13.1045)
"Hynes might have paid me that three shillings. I could mention Meagher's just to remind him. Still if he works that paragraph.
Two and nine. Bad opinion of me he'll have. Call tomorrow." (U!3.1046)
Two and nine. Bad opinion of me he'll have. Call tomorrow." (U!3.1046)
"How much do I owe you? Three and nine? Two and nine, sir. Ah. Might stop him giving credit another time. Lose your customers that way. Pubs do. Fellows run up a bill on the slate and then slinking around the back streets into somewhere else.
Here's this nobleman passed before. Blown in from the bay. Just went as far as turn back. Always at home at dinnertime. Looks mangled out: had a good tuck in. Enjoying nature now. Grace after meals. After supper walk a mile. Sure he has a small bank balance somewhere, government sit." (U13.1048)
Here's this nobleman passed before. Blown in from the bay. Just went as far as turn back. Always at home at dinnertime. Looks mangled out: had a good tuck in. Enjoying nature now. Grace after meals. After supper walk a mile. Sure he has a small bank balance somewhere, government sit." (U13.1048)