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    How quickly the apparently solidly laid foundation of one's existence could crumble.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: existence 
     
    He had withdrawn solely for his own personal pleasure, only to be near to himself.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 existence and found it splendid.
    — Patrick Süskind
    He decided in favor of life out of sheer spite and malice.
    — Patrick Süskind
    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 they had done something out of Love.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: time  smile 
     
    It was good, really, that this external world still existed, if only as a place of refuge.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: world 
     
    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 unpredictably, that sets it's claws in you, picks at your eyes.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: living  human  eyes  chaos  anarchy 
     
    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 crowd is finally tired of your screams and wandered home, I will climb up through your blood and sit beside you. I will look deep into your eyes... and drop by drop I will trickle my disgust into them like burning acid until... finally... you perish.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: eyes  blood 
     
    He who ruled scent ruled the hearts of men.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: men  heart 
     
    Bathed in sweat and trembling with agitation, no, not with agitation, but with fear, for he finally admitted it to himself: it was naked fear that had seized him, and in admitting it he grew calmer and his thoughts clearer.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: fear  thoughts 
     
    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 power to command the love of mankind. There was only one thing that power could not do: it could not make him able to smell himself.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: power  mankind  money 
     
    ...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.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: peace  people  live 
     
    Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame.
    — Patrick Süskind
    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 whole world, a magical, rich world, and in an instant you forgot all the loathsomeness around you and felt so rich, so at ease, so free, so fine.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: world 
     
    And because people are stupid and use their noses only for blowing, but believe absolutely anything they see with their eyes, they will say it is because this is a girl with beauty and grace and charm.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: beauty  people  believe  grace  girls  eyes  charm 
     
    He had preserved the best part of her and made it his own: the principle of her scent.
    — Patrick Süskind
    He succeeded in being considered totally uninteresting. People left him alone. And that was all he wanted.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: people  alone 
     
    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, it enters into us like breath into our lungs, it fills us up, imbues us totally. There is no remedy for it.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: power  emotion 
     
    ...talent means nothing, while experience, acquired in humility and with hard work, means everything.
    — Patrick Süskind
    There comes a time in every man's life when he needs his own toilet.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: time  toilet 
     
    As long as I don't have an idea, I won't write anything.
    — Patrick Süskind
    tags: write  ideas 
     
    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 performance in the theater of Grenouille's soul was beginning.
    — Patrick Süskind
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