Smoke Quotes

“There may be a great fire in our soul, yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke.”
― Vincent van Gogh

“What is your advice to young writers?”
“Drink, fuck and smoke plenty of cigarettes.”
― Charles Bukowski, Hot Water Music

“...something was starting to take shape, out of magic and will. Smoke and bone.”
― Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

“What is this thing you call substance abuse?
All I wanna do is forget and get loose.
Drinking and smoking over and over
What's so great about a life that's sober?

There's nothing cool about being young
When the monsters of night have stolen the sun.

I'm tired of searching for words in the sky.
All I wanna do is drink and die.
Nothing is real. It's all a big lie.
All I wanna do is drink and die.

There's nothing cool about being young
When the monsters of night have stolen the sun.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Last Night I Sang to the Monster

“September 11… I will never forget feeling scared and vulnerable… I will never forget feeling the deep sad loss of so many lives… I will never forget the smell of the smoke that reached across the water and delivered a deep feeling of doom into my gut… I will never forget feeling the boosted sense of unity and pride… I will never forget seeing the courageous actions of so many men and women… I will never forget seeing people of all backgrounds working together in community… I will never forget seeing what hate can destroy… I will never forget seeing what love can heal…”
― Steve Maraboli

“The poets say some moths will do anything out of love for a flame
[...]
The moth takes off again, and we both step back, because he's circling at eye level now and seems to have lost rudder control, smacking into the wall on each round. He circles lower and lower, spinning around the candle in tighter revolutions, like a soap sud over an open drain. A few times he seems to touch the flame, but dances off unhurt.
Then he ignites like a ball of hair, curling into an oily puff of fumes with a hiss. The candle flame flickers and dims for a moment, then burns as bright as before.
Moth Smoke Lingers.”
― Mohsin Hamid, Moth Smoke

“She blew more smoke toward me, a lazy game of cancer catch.”
― Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

“I don’t smoke, although it looks fantastic in films. But I light matches on those thinking blank nights when I crawl my route out onto the roof of the garage and the sky while my parents sleep innocent and the lonely cars move sparse on the faraway streets, when the pillow won’t stay cool and the blankets bother my body no matter how I move or lie still. I just sit with my legs dangling and light matches and watch them flicker away.”
― Daniel Handler, Why We Broke Up

“What was wafting in the smoke of burning tires?
where had time
caught in the traffic jam
not reaching?”
― Suman Pokhrel

“That day was the beginning of my friendship with Sebastian, and thus it came about, that morning in June, that I was lying beside him in the shade of the high elms watching the smoke from his lips drift up into the branches.”
― Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited

“The signs of excessive indulgence in this destructive pastime are easily detectable. They are these: A disposition to eat, to drink, to smoke, to meet together convivially, to laugh, to joke, and tell indelicate stories— and mainly, a yearning to paint pictures.”
― Mark Twain, On Masturbation

“I think one can tell a lot about a person from the way he chooses to let the stub of his cigarette burn out...”
― Sanhita Baruah

“You burn like hell, pure red and stormy and I fly like smoke, pure black and gloomy.”
― Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

“Smoke veils the air like souls in drifting suspension, declining the war's insistence everyone move on.”
― Jayne Anne Phillips, Lark & Termite

“They're brainless girls, otherwise they wouldn't be seen dead here. They're pretty, with ugly, appealing smiles and conversations we can't hear. They breathe smoke and blow it out, and words drop from their mouths and get crushed to the floor. Or they get discarded, just to glow with warmth for a moment, for someone else to tread on later.”
― Markus Zusak, Fighting Ruben Wolfe

“I guess," says Deagle, finally, "I'll just have a pack of Marlboro Lights. That's what I used to smoke when I was human.”
― Dan Chaon, Stay Awake

“Have you not reason then to be ashamed and to forbear this filthy novelty, so basely grounded, so foolishly received and so grossly mistaken in the right use thereof. In your abuse thereof sinning against God harming yourselves both in person and goods, and raking also thereby the marks and notes of vanity upon you by the custom thereof making yourselves to be wondered at by all foreign civil nations and by all strangers that come among you to be scorned and held in contempt; a custom loathsome to the eye, hateful to the nose, harmful to the brain, dangerous to the lungs, and in the black stinking fume thereof nearest resembling the horrible stygian smoke of the pit that is bottomless.”
― King James I of England - VI of Scotland

“I went back to the bench and lit a cigarette and inhaled, the smoke entering my body and filling it with poison, with something.”
― Taffy Brodesser-Akner, Fleishman Is in Trouble

“El humo salía como adormecido de los rosados labios de él y se enredaba en una niebla gris por los lisos cabellos y la frente infantil de Frances”
― Carson McCullers, Wunderkind

“And when I say I love you,
I mean that you can show me your darkest fire your soul can produce,
and I will love you enough to sit with you until the smoke clears.

Leave your disclaimers at the door.
There is no convincing me to not love you.”
― Belle Townsend, Push and Pull

“It’s easier to hide your smoking habit on a foggy night. Let that be a lesson for you and your secret lover.”
― Jarod Kintz, There are Two Typos of People in This World: Those Who Can Edit and Those Who Can't

“My life is a puff of smoke in a tornado. We are all furiously whirling into nothingness.”
― Jarod Kintz, Powdered Saxophone Music

“A group of tiny warriors no more than 2" high, their dark skins making them almost impossible to see, were silently surrounding an unsuspecting rodent. The kill was quick, the prey lifted in half a dozen miniature arms, & to Claire's surprise, thrown against the 3rd rail. There was a sudden flash, a wisp of smoke, & tiny voices chanting: "Bar. Be. Que! Bar! Be! Que!”
― Tanya Huff, The Second Summoning

“We’d burned through everything, even what we’d no right to, rubbed out the stars and hid the moon, and if the night sky wasn’t already black, we’d have had a good go at making it.”
― Scott Preston, The Borrowed Hills

“மனிதனுக்கு பகைமை இலை என்பது புகையிலை.”
― Dr Sivakumar Gowder

“I’d seen men siphon gasoline with less effort than she put into draining that Chesterfield; she didn’t let any of it go to waste. That cigarette knew that it had been smoked, smoked to the bitter end.”
― Stanley Wheeler, Smoke

“1 is 2, two is three, 3 is four, four is 5.

0 is zero.”
― Mearistw

“We were drinking coffee. I was sitting beside her in the shade of the cafe, watching the smoke from her lips drift up into the atmosphere above. And the curve in her lips paused time!”
― Avijeet Das

“It was November. The trees were
full with smells of oncoming smoke.”
― Sneha Subramanian Kanta

“Lungs are meant to be filled with air, not smoke.”
― Anthony T. Hincks