Top Cigaret Quotes

Browse top 482 famous quotes and sayings about Cigaret by most favorite authors.

Favorite Cigaret Quotes

1. "Now it occurs nightly and celebrates the virtues of gin, cigarettes, and toothpaste."
Author: Aldous Huxley
2. "My dad is dead. And as I type this, by the window, on the rainy day, I am alive, yes. I am living. But sometimes it doesn't feel like I am doing it fast enough, or hard enough, or all the way. And it is times like that when I can understand wanting a cigarette in my hand, then my mouth, then my hand again. Holding the cigarette. Tending to the cigarette. Giving the cigarette what it needs. Tapping it in the ashtray. Sucking on it.Then flicking it in the street, like it meant nothing to me."
Author: Amy Fusselman
3. "Then the children went to bed, or at least went upstairs, and the men joined the women for a cigarette on the porch, absently picking ticks engorged like grapes off the sleeping dogs. And when the men kissed the women good night, and their weekend whiskers scratched the women's cheeks, the women did not think shave, they thought stay."
Author: Amy Hempel
4. "Each person is made of five different elements, she told me. Too much fire and you had a bad temper. That was like my father, whom my mother always critized for his cigarette habit and who always shouted back that she should feel guilty that he didn't let my mother speak her mind.Too little wood and you bent too quickly to listen to other people's ideas, unable to stand on your own. This was like my Auntie An-mei. Too much water and you flowed in too many different directions. like myself."
Author: Amy Tan
5. "I'm simply acting according to my current circumstance." Logan blew a smoke ring, scenting the air with tobacco and cloves. "I thought prisoners were always granted a cigarette before their execution. And since you all keep threatening to kill me, I believe I should always have this small luxury afforded to me as long as my life is a risk. Don't you?"
Author: Andrea Cremer
6. "It turned out I had always been a smoker. I just hadn't had any cigarettes."
Author: Augusten Burroughs
7. "I like cigarettes, Miss Taggart. I like to think of fire held in a man's hand. Fire, a dangerous force, tamed at his fingertips. I often wonder about the hours when a man sits alone, watching the smoke a cigarette thinking. I wonder what great things have come from those hours. When a man thinks, there is a spot of fire alive in his mind - and it is only proper that he should have the burning point of a cigarette as his one expression."
Author: Ayn Rand
8. "I'd rather have a cup of coffee and a cigarette than live in all that honesty."
Author: Benjamin Alire Sáenz
9. "I thought I couldn't afford to take her out and smoke as well. So I gave up cigarettes. Then I took her out and one day I looked at her and thought: 'Oh well,' and I went back to smoking again, and that was better."
Author: Benny Hill
10. "In other languages,you are beautiful- mort, muerto- I wishI spoke moon, I wish the bottom of the oceanwere sitting in that chair playing cardsand noticing how famous you areon my cell phone- picture of your eyesguarding your nose and the fireyou set by walking, picture of dawngetting up early to enthrall your skin- what I hateabout stars is they're not those candlesthat make a joke of cake, that you blow onand they die and come back, and youyou're not those candles either, how often I realizeI'm not breathing, to be like youor just afraid to move at all, a lungor finger, is it time alreadyfor inventory, a mountain, I have threeof those, a bag of hair, box of ashes, if youwere a cigarette I'd be cancer, if youwere a leaf, you were a leaf, every leaf, as faras this tree can say."
Author: Bob Hicok
11. "It's not that fact of him telling me he's not going to kill me that assures me I've got some time to breathe. Predo could look me in the eye and tell me whiskey's good and cigarettes are better and I'd still need a drink and a Lucky to believe he's not lying. The man breeds lies. He spawns them asexually, with no need for any assistance. He exhales and lies fill the air. Alone in a room, he mutters lies to himself to keep from falling into the trap of truth-telling. In the day, sleeping in his bed, deep in the safest heart of Coalition headquarters, he dreams in lies. The better to keep his left hand from knowing what betrayals his right has planned.Stretched on the rack and burned with hot irons, Dexter Predo will be in no danger of revealing the truth. Living so far beyond its borders."
Author: Charlie Huston
12. "And so, with a torn sleeve and a keyboard on which cigaretteash can rest, writers ended up arsonists of recycled material witha blanket over fast burning fires to send fragments of reality to thesky for people to manage any way they wish. Or can." (intro "Throwing Dice on a Chessboard"
Author: Christos Rodoulla Tsiailis
13. "My mother stayed at home and smoked cigarettes and hatched schemes."
Author: Claire Messud
14. "His cigarettes helped mark the passage of time, especially on days that seemed all sun and sky...The dependable dwindling of his cigarette supply reassured him that he hadn't been left out here, that eventually he would have to ride into town and things would still be there, that the world hadn't stopped whirling."
Author: Claire Vaye Watkins
15. "And now -- now it only remains for me to light a cigarette and go home. Dear God, only now am I remembering that people die. Does that include me?Don't forget, in the meantime, that this is the season for strawberries. Yes."
Author: Clarice Lispector
16. "She takes another long haul, lets the smoke settle in her lungs-- she has heard somewhere that cigarettes are good for grief. One long drag and you forget how to cry. The body too busy dealing with the poison."
Author: Colum McCann
17. "I thought you quit smoking.""Did. For recreational purposes." His father flicked open his Zippo lighter. The smell of the lighter fluid filled the immediate proximity. "This is medicinal." He lit the cigarette, clicked the top of the lighter shut, and closed his eyes as he took in his first drag. "Ah. That feels better."
Author: Dawn Flemington
18. "The cigarette hung unlit from his lips. Was he doomed to roam forever in his ghost state, always wanting to light that cigarette? A small twinge of satisfaction rolled through me at the thought of him in permanent nicotine withdrawal."
Author: Deanna Chase
19. "Pete offered tobacco and paper, but Claude brought out his cigarettes and they both decided to try those. Pete provided the match. When he had their cigarettes burning strongly he turned to look back at the road, then straight up ahead. "We'll get there for supper if we get there," he said, and Claude laughed. Pete was a young man, but had a wild old grin stretched all out of shape in the corners and punched full of holes."
Author: Douglas Woolf
20. "I nodded, unsure if Ted sounded admiring or angry. 'I waded in but I couldn't find him. I mean, is it possible - the water wasn't deep enough for him to drown. It doesn't make any sense.''My band made four brilliant albums and never had a single goddamn hit. We were supposed to be the American Rolling Stones, and we couldn't get more than five minutes of airplay. Does that make sense?' Ted stubbed out his cigarette."
Author: Elizabeth Hand
21. "Zalasiewicz is convinced that even a moderately competent stratigrapher will, at the distance of a hundred million years or so, be able to tell that something extraordinary happened at the moment in time that counts for us as today. This is the case even though a hundred million years from now, all that we consider to be the great works of man—the sculptures and the libraries, the monuments and the museums, the cities and the factories—will be compressed into a layer of sediment not much thicker than a cigarette paper."
Author: Elizabeth Kolbert
22. "At one time I smoked, but in 1959 I couldn't think of anything else to give up for Lent so I stopped - and I haven't had a cigarette since."
Author: Ethel Merman
23. "Winter broke off, finally, a long ash crumbling at the end of a cigarette, burned out, weak and emptied."
Author: Gregory Galloway
24. "Alcohol units: 5. Drowning sorrows. Cigarettes: 23. Fumigating sorrows. Calories: 3,856. Smothering sorrows in fat duvet."
Author: Helen Fielding
25. "The basis of my own addiction, I know, is my simple human need for Darcy to get off with Elizabeth. Tom says football guru Nick Hornby says in his book that men's obsession with football is not vicarious. The testosterone-crazed fans do not wish themselves on the pitch, claims Hornby, instead seeing their team as their chosen representatives, rather like parliament. That is precisely my feeling about Darcy and Elizabeth. They are my chosen representatives in the field of shagging, or, rather, courtship. I do not, however, wish to see any actual goals. I would hate to see Darcy and Elizabeth in bed, smoking a cigarette afterwards. That would be unnatural and wrong and I would quickly lose interest."
Author: Helen Fielding
26. "Wild Turkey whiskey and Philip Morris cigarettes are essential to the maintenance of human life!"
Author: Herb Kelleher
27. "It was her first book, an indigo cover with a silver moonflower, an art nouveau flower, I traced my finger along the silver line like smoke, whiplash curves. ... I touched the pages her hands touched, I pressed them to my lips, the soft thick old paper, yellow now, fragile as skin. I stuck my nose between the bindings and smelled all the readings she had given, the smell of unfiltered cigarettes and the espresso machine, beaches and incense and whispered words in the night. I could hear her voice rising from the pages. The cover curled outward like sails."
Author: Janet Fitch
28. "I wasn't very far away from figuring out the secret to love, no more than two miles or so, when my camel broke down and I got shot at by a pack of cigarettes."
Author: Jarod Kintz
29. "Quintana's christening was in 1966, this Christian Dior show was two years later, 1968: 1966 and 1968 were a world removed from each other in the political and cultural life of the United States but they were for women who presented themselves a certain way the same time. It was a way of looking, it was a way of being. It was a period. What became of that way of looking, that way of being, that time, that period? What became of the women smoking cigarettes in their Chanel suits and their David Webb bracelets, what became of Diana holding the champagne flute and the one of Sara Mankiewicz's Minton plates? What became of Sara Mankiewicz's Minton plates?"
Author: Joan Didion
30. "Hey, I stopped smoking cigarettes. Isn't that something? I'm on to cigars now. I'm on to a five-year plan. I eliminated cigarettes, then I go to cigars, then I go to pipes, then I go to chewing tobacco, then I'm on to that nicotine gum"
Author: John Candy
31. "I took off one of the high-heeled sandals, the white sandals my mother prized, and threw it into the pool. That's when I noticed him. He was on the other side of the pool, dressed in a white shirt and khaki pants. He had lowered the chair until it was flat, and he was lying back on it, face to the night sky, smoking a cigarette. He raised himself on his elbows and looked at the pool like he owned it. "Well?" he said. I didn't say anything... "Aren't you going to let the other shoe drop?" I took off the other one and threw it in. "My kind of women," he said."
Author: Judy Blundell
32. "Char bought a pack of clove cigarettes, claiming they tasted good, to which I ask why doesn't she just go suck on a clove so I don't have to inhale her perfumed second hand smoke?"
Author: Julie Halpern
33. "I become aware of you,standing next to me at the bus stop,and I become awareof my own breath.It's forty degrees outand you're wearing a t-shirtand I am the oneout of place.You light a cigarette. Self-destruction,but the delicious kind. The onlykind.Barely there bite marksand dark under-eye circles.I've known you for a grand totalof thirty-six secondsbut I want to write you a letter(do people still do that?)of words I don't know yet. I feel likeI've seen you before,but in a passing caror a barely lit window at dusk. Caughtin a moment of humanity.I close my eyes and I can see us,together,laying on cold ground:nearly deadbut never feeling more alive.We watch vultures circle above us,and then move on,looking for something better,fresher.Our eyes meet,streetlamps flicker,and your lips part,smoke rolling outlike a beckoning finger:"Come,have a taste of my mortality."
Author: Kristina Kutateladze
34. "Love's like a cigarette..You know you had my heart aglow, Between you fingertips.And, just like a cigarette, I never knew the thrill of lifeUntil you touched my lips.Then just like a cigarette, Love seemed to fade away and Leave behind ashes of regret..And, with a flick of your fingertips, It was easy for you to forget..."
Author: Lia Habel
35. "Your lungs are changed forever from your first cigarette."
Author: Loni Anderson
36. "Impotence is one of the major hazards of cigarette smoking."
Author: Loni Anderson
37. "And so many things get lost. Not just a set of keys or a photograph of your father with his first truck, but the door those keys once opened, the childhood house you long ago walked into, the father who used to carry you on his shoulders high above the crowds at the summer fair, his body now ashes and shards of bone. You hold these things in place on a page, you walk through that door, touch his face and smell the cigarette smoke on his breath and in his shirt, you make things breathe again in words. You feel the lightness of a ghostly touch across your skin. In that small house on the corner, the porch light suddenly comes on."
Author: Lorna Crozier
38. "She stubs out her cigarette in the brown glass ashtray, then settles herself against him, ear to his chest. She likes to hear his voice this way, as if it begins not in his throat but in his body, like a hum or a growl, or like a voice speaking from deep underground. Like the blood moving through her own heart: a word, a word, a word."
Author: Margaret Atwood
39. "And I can promise you something, because it was a thing I saw many years later - a vision in the book thief herself - that as she knelt next to Hans Hubermann, she watched him stand and play the accordion. He stood and strapped it on in the alps of broken houses and played the accordion with kindness silver eyes and even a cigarette slouched on his lips. The bellows breathed and the tall man played for Liesel Meminger one last time as the sky was slowly taken away from her."
Author: Markus Zusak
40. "Sonya lays sound asleep, breathing deeply. I brush a wisp of hair out of her face. She's twitching, gently snoring, and she smells of cigarette smoke from the bar and something else—cool ranch and toothpaste, I think. Regardless, she is more beautiful than ever. I sit next to her and speak in a whisper. "You know I will always love you. Of all the people I've met in my life, you are the most exceptional, the most caring, and the most deserving of happiness. I wish I could offer you more, but the best I can do is leave you alone. If you can just stay out of this place, stay away from this town and all the things that have happened here, I know you'll find what you're looking for." I try to resist but I can't help myself. I gently kiss her on the lips before going to sleep in the other room."
Author: Matthew Alan
41. "I smoke a cigarette, and pretend I'm normal. And I wish I was dead."
Author: Neil Gaiman
42. "Even if we act to erase material poverty, there is another greater task; it is to confront the poverty of satisfaction – purpose and dignity – that afflicts us all. Too much and for too long, we seemed to have surrendered personal excellence and community values in the mere accumulation of material things. Our Gross National Product, now, is over $800 billion a year, but that Gross National Product … counts air pollution and cigarette advertising, and ambulances to clear our highways of carnage. It counts special locks for our doors and the jails for the people who break them. It counts..."
Author: Nic Marks
43. "He'd written me up a proposal of why dating him was a sound decision. It had included things like "I'll give up cigarettes unless I really, really need one" and "I'll unleash romantic surprises every week, such as: an impromptu picnic, roses, or a trip to Paris—but not actually any of those things because now they're not surprises."
Author: Richelle Mead
44. "I'd be (...) lying there on my back with my clothes on and looking up at the ceiling and watching the cigarette smoke flow up slow and splash against the ceiling like the upside-down slow-motion moving picture of the ghost of a waterfall or like the pale uncertain spirit rising up out of your mouth on the last exhalation, the way the Egyptians figured it, to leave the horizontal tenement of clay in its ill-fitting pants and vest."
Author: Robert Penn Warren
45. "Since I don't smoke, I decided to grow a mustache - it is better for the health.However, I always carried a jewel-studded cigarette case in which, instead of tobacco, were carefully placed several mustaches, Adolphe Menjou style. I offered them politely to my friends: "Mustache? Mustache? Mustache?"Nobody dared to touch them. This was my test regarding the sacred aspect of mustaches."
Author: Salvador Dalí
46. "Prisoner: I get it, good cop, bad cop, eh?Vimes: If you like, but we're a bit short-staffed today, so if I give you a cigarette, would you mind kicking yourself in the teeth?"
Author: Terry Pratchett
47. "I'm trying to quit," he said. "Just so you know." He lit the cigarette and inhaled so long and so deep it sounded like air being let out of a tire."
Author: Tiffanie DeBartolo
48. "Why do our politicians put warnings on cigarette packs and not on their own foreheads?"
Author: Tim O'Brien
49. "Waves of hands, hesitations at street corners, someone dropping a cigarette into the gutter-all are stories. But which is the true story? That I do not know. Hence I keep my phrases hung like clothes in a cupboard, waiting for some one to wear them. Thus waiting, thus speculating, making this note and then an· other I do not cling to life. I shall be brushed like a bee from a sunflower. My philosophy, always accumulating, welling up moment by moment, runs like quicksilver a dozen ways at once."
Author: Virginia Woolf
50. "The ship's surgeon was a spotty unshaven little man whose clothes, arrayed with smudges, drippings, and cigarette burns, were held about him by an extensive network of knotted string, The buttons down the front of those duck trousers had originally been made, with all of false economy's ingenious drear deception, of coated cardboard. After many launderings they persisted as a row of gray stumps posted along the gaping portals of his fly. Though a boutoniere sometimes appeared through some vacancy in his shirt-front, its petals, too, proved to be of paper, and he looked like the kind of man who scrapes foam from the top of a glass of beer with the spine of a dirty pocket comb, and cleans his nails at table with the tines of his salad fork, which things, indeed, he did. He diagnosed Camilla's difficulty as indigestion, and locked himself in his cabin. that was the morning."
Author: William Gaddis

Cigaret Quotes Pictures

Quotes About Cigaret
Quotes About Cigaret
Quotes About Cigaret

Today's Quote

I ask for trust. It is a lot, I know; it isn't easy to give. But it is all I ask."
Author: Amelia Atwater Rhodes

Famous Authors

Popular Topics