The Story Of A Murderer Quotes

“He had preserved the best part of her and made it his own: the principle of her scent.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“He was so full of disgust, disgust at the world and at himself, that he could not weep.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“Until now he had thought that it was the world in general he had wanted to squirm away from. But it was not the world, it was the people in it.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“Whatever the art or whatever the craft - and make a note of this before you go - talent means next to nothing, while experience, acquired in humility and with hard work, means everything.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“Odours have a power of persuasion stronger than that of words, appearances, emotions or will. The persuasive power of an odour 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, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“Siempre había creído que era del mundo en general de lo que tenia que apartarse, pero ahora lo veía claro no se trataba del mundo, si no de los seres humanos. Al parecer, en el mundo, en el mundo sin hombres, la vida era soportable”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“From his youth on , he had been accustomed to people's passing him and taking no notice of him whatever , not out contempt -as hehad once believed - But because they were quite unaware of his existence. There was no space surrounding him, no waves broke from him into the atmosphere, as with other people; he had no shadow, so to speak, to cast across another's face. Only if he ran right into someone in a crowd or in a street-corner collision would there be a brief moment of discernment; and th person en countered would bounce off and stare at him for a few seconds as if gazing at a creature that ought not even exist, a creature that, although undeniably there, in some way or other was not present- and would take to his heels and have forgotten him, Grenouille, a moment later .......”
― Patrick Süskind

“Besides which, he was a man who did not let his decisions be made for him by other people, not by a crowd thrown into panic, and certainly not by some anonymous piece of criminal trash.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“He was in very truth his own God, and a more splendid God than the God that stank of incense and was quartered in churches.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“And he sent the gentle sun of his smile upon the land; whereupon to a bud, the hosts of blossoms unfolded their glory, from one end of his empire unto the other, creating a single rainbowed carpet woven from myriad precious capsules of fragrance.”
― Peter Süskind

“The result was eerie; right under Grenouille's nose, the sackmaker rose olfactorily from the dead, ascending from the alcohol solution, hovering there - the phantom slightly distorted by the peculiar methods of reproduction and the constant miasmas of his disease - but perfectly recognizable in space as olfactory personage,”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer