Can anyone remember love? It's like trying to summon up the smell of roses in a cellar. You might see a rose, but never the perfume.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't remember feeling love.
Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.
My first and strongest memories about perfume come from childhood, from my mother, and they are a complex blend of her private and public selves.
As a child, our house had a backyard lined with roses tended vigilantly by my mother. So the fragrance fills me with nostalgia for my youth.
Memory has always fascinated me. Think of it. You can recall at will your first day in high school, your first date, your first love.
Scents evoke very, very powerful memories, whether it's the scent of someone that you know and someone that you love, or if it's a meal that your mother made.
Love is the flower you've got to let grow.
I remember seeing the movie 'To Sir With Love' when I was a little girl.
I was thinking 'Love Story', obviously, was a romantic film of that time.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.