“I smoked in those days because, like everyone else in the world who smokes, I wanted to die at least as much as I wanted to live. – G. D. Roberts, Shantaram.”

“Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.”

“I love to smoke. I smoke seven thousand packs a day!”

“That’s why I don’t very often drink, or even smoke. I want to try cocaine, though because that’s suppose to sharpen the brain, isn’t it?”

“You may tend to get cancer from the thing that makes you want to smoke so much, not from the smoking itself.”

“It was a nice day, and I don't mean that it was sunny either. It was humid and not too cool, like winter was getting annoyed with itself and wanted it to be spring just as much as everyone else.”

“I smoke pot every day, and I love it!”

“I don't want you to get the wrong idea. Not all liberals smoke lettuce!”

“I lived like a man who wanted to die but who had no courage to do it himself.”

“I'm not an author, I'm a writer, that's all I am. Authors want their names down in history; I want to keep the smoke coming out of the chimney.”