"I still have my illusions. When I smell a vanilla scented perfume, I naively want to believe you've put vanilla in it; I hope that violet smells violet, and that the odor of tuberose will flow from its tight, perennially fragrant calyxes and not from a small, dirty, mineral residue. Chemist, know that we know it, come on, we know it all too well, your flowerbeds are covered by dew that is really tar and the shoots of your plants really coal."

- Colette, Paysages.