Best 124 quotes in «smoke quotes» category

The Doktor was very vond, I mean fond of Vluffy, so he gave him a flame-proof doggie-jacket. It was dull grey, but it had a tartan pattern on it. Vluffy liked his doggie-jacket and wore it all the time. When things went ‘bang’ he could just roll over, dust himself off and quickly scamper off with the doggie jacket flapping on his back. So in short, Vluffy was a very happy little dog who spent a lot of his time hiding under furniture. But the point is that he’d had a lot of time. Much more than those who went (up in smoke) before him.

The grille of the Caddie plunged right into the middle of the bonfire, scattering smoke and flames and bones to the wind. The Cadillac finally bounced and jolted to a stop among a rain of burning human skulls. The voice of John Fogerty garbled and died. The driver's door opened and John flung himself out, clutching a sawed-off shotgun. He screamed, 'DID SOMEBODY ORDER SOME FUCKING PRISON BREAK WITH A SIDE OF SHOTGUN?

The old man had been stoking and sipping at his pipe for the last fifteen minutes as they awaited the prisoner. The smoke of his tobacco was the foulest that she, a girl raised in a house with seven brothers and a widowed father, had every been obliged to inhale. It hung in the room as thick as sheepshearing and made arabesques in the harsh slanting light from the window.

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.

The smell of smoke lingered in the air, indicating something had burned. There was also a hint of barbecue meat combined with rotten meat.

The tobacco control movement provides a good model for how to achieve massive societal changes. In 1965, over 50 percent of men and 34 percent of women smoked. By 2010, only 23.5 percent of men and 17.9 percent of women were smoking (CDC 2011). These numbers represent one of the twentieth century’s most important public health achievements.

They were the kinds of stories told in smoke-filled rooms over expensive Cuban cigars.

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.

The smell of cars' smoke as I wade through traffic overshadows the fresh fragrance of Mother Earth drenched in rain. There can be no greater testimony to man's progress

Used to be a hobo right smart. back in the thirties. They wasnt no work I dont care what you could do. I was ridin through the mountains one night, state of Colorado. Dead of winter it was and bitter cold. I had just a smidgin of tobacco, bout enough for one or two smokes. I was in one of them old slatsided cars and I'd been up and down in it like a dog tryin to find some place where the wind wouldnt blow. Directly I scrunched up in a corner and rolled me a smoke and lit it and thowed the match down. Well, they was some sort of stuff in the floor about like tinder and it caught fire. I jumped up and stomped on it and it aint done nothin but burn faster. Wasnt two minutes the whole car was afire. I run to the door and got it open and we was goin up this grade through the mountains in the snow with the moon on it and it was just blue looking and dead quiet out there and them big old black pine trees going by. I jumped for it and lit in a snowbank and what I'm goin to tell you you'll think peculiar but it's the god's truth. That was in nineteen and thirty one and if I live to be a hunnerd year old I dont think I'll ever see anything as pretty as that train on fire goin up that mountain and around the bend and them flames lightin up the snow and the trees and the night.

You burn like hell, pure red and stormy and I fly like smoke, pure black and gloomy.

Wild Fremen said it well: "Four things cannot be hidden -- love, smoke, a pillar of fire and a man striding across the open bled.

Where there is a smoke, there is an ecologist.

Aficionado my ass...I just love to smoke cigars

Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call earth.

A studio is a good place to smoke your pipe.

A smoke in times of rest is a great companion to the solitary soldier.

As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke.

All I want to do is yoga and hike, and smoke weed. It's funny.

Blackberry Smoke is a band that will never go hungry.

Blackberry Smoke is my favorite band!

Be drug-free and smoke some crack.

Blackberry Smoke is the real deal!

Crack is cheap. I make too much money to ever smoke crack. Let's get that straight. OK? We don't do crack. We don't do that. Crack is whack.

Even if one doesn't smoke pot, one has to see the benefits of decriminalizing it.

Food is my thing, I do not smoke or drink, so food is my vice.

Her nightmare clung to her like the smell of smoke to cloth.

I don't drink, I don't smoke and I don't party.

Hey, ay, ay, ay...smoke weed everyday.

Hey-hey-hey-hey! Smoke weed every day!

I actually don't smoke weed, but I've played a lot of stoners - especially with Seth Rogen.

I did smoke a joint once but I did not enjoy it.

I don't smoke much pot anymore.

I don't smoke and I don't drink alcohol.

I don't smoke pot. I never liked it.

I don't smoke often, maybe once or twice a month, but it makes me feel sexy and romantic.

If I could smoke from more than one orifice, I most certainly would.

I'm never drunk on the road, and since I've got to take care of my voice, smoke is definitely not allowed.

I have learned to smoke because I need something to hold onto.

I'm not a homosexual and I don't smoke pot, so what would I say?

In a world of smoke and ashes, you are milk and honey

I'm trying to learn to smoke, which is rather weird when everyone is trying to stop. I'm not a smoker. But my character only smokes as an affectation.

I rarely drink, I don't smoke, so my vice is probably creating. I'm addicted to creating. And women.

I only eat so that I can smoke and stay alive.

I smoke occasionally, but it's not a part of my routine. I mean, I don't need it.

I smoke herb, but what's the harm it that?

I smoke, isn't that terrible?

I smoke wherever there's an ashtray.

I smoke goody, no glaucoma.

I smoke till I got chest pains