Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

by Patrick Süskind

she squatted down under the gutting table and there gave birth, as she had done four times before, and cut the newborn thing’s umbilical cord with her butcher knife. But then, on account of the heat and the stench, which she did not perceive as such but only as an unbearable, numbing something—like a field of lilies or a small room filled with too many daffodils—she grew faint, toppled to one side, fell out from under the table into the street, and lay there, knife in hand.

Uhhhhhh very very descriptive I don’t like this 😐

arrest the mother.

Dang I didn’t know she would try and abandon it good she got arrested

decapitated

Ohhh wowwwwws

The way they are treating a newborn is so sad

I, Jeanne Bussie, will not take that thing back!”

Wow she really makes this complicated doesn’t she 😐 hmmmm

Welll that’s a lot of bad things that happened to one port little baby boy

He was an abomination from the start. He decided in favor of life out of sheer spite and sheer malice.

But he did decide vegetatively, as a bean when once tossed aside must decide if it ought to germinate or had better let things be.

The young Grenouille was such a tick. He lived encapsulated in himself and waited for better times. He gave the world nothing but his dung—no smile, no cry, no glimmer in the eye, not even his own scent.

This definitely screams psychopath 😂

All these grotesque incongruities between the richness of the world perceivable by smell and the poverty of language were enough for the lad Grenouille to doubt if language made any sense at all;

If he died, that was well and good too—the main thing was that it all be done legally.

Wow okay dumping him just like that lol I mean he’s weird but wow

for his heart to be at peace.

It’s a sleep why is it so important to him that he acts like this

He slowly approached the girl, closer and closer, stepped under the overhanging roof, and halted one step behind her. She did not hear him.

This is creepy asf

keeping his eyes closed tight as he strangled her, for he had only one concern—not to lose the least trace of her scent.

Knew it but this boy has never done this before owner did he know to don’t this way

Contained within it was the magic formula for everything that could make a scent, a perfume, great: delicacy, power, stability, variety, and terrifying, irresistible beauty.

And like all gifted abominations, for whom some external event makes straight the way down into the chaotic vortex of their souls, Grenouille never again departed from what he believed was the direction fate had pointed him. It was clear to him now why he had clung to life so tenaciously, so savagely. He must become a creator of scents. And not just an average one. But, rather, the greatest perfumer of all time.

YESSS STEAL IT

Man’s misfortune stems from the fact that he does not want to stay in the room where he belongs.

Crazy how they would teach them the earth is flat ahahha