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A bruised reed shall he not break, and the smoking flax shall he not quench.

OLD TESTAMENT.     _Isaiah xlii. 3._

Instead of the piteous and frightful figure of Death, stepping whip to hand by the peasant's side in the field, ... place there a radiant angel, sowing with full hands the blessed grain in the smoking furrow.

_George Sand._

Politicians think that by stopping up the chimney they can stop its smoking. They try the experiment; they drive the smoke back, and there is more smoke than ever.

_Borne._

Giving up smoking is the easiest thing in the world. I know because I've done it thousands of times.

Mark Twain

Nigel gave the lamp a cautious buff and small smoking red letters appeared in the air. "Hi," Nigel read aloud, "Do not put down the lamp because your custom is important to us. Please leave a wish after the tone and, very shortly, it will be our command. In the meantime, have a nice eternity."

Terry Pratchett

Past the bouncers outside and the girls smoking long, skinny cigarettes, past the tinted glass doors and the jade stone Novikov has put in near the entrance for good luck. Inside, Novikov opens up so anyone can see everyone in almost every corner at any moment, the same theatrical seating as in his Moscow places. But the London Novikov is so much bigger. There are three floors. One floor is “Asian,” all black walls and plates. Another floor is “Italian,” with off-white tiled floors and trees and classic paintings. Downstairs is the bar-cum-club, in the style of a library in an English country house, with wooden bookshelves and rows of hardcover books. It’s a Moscow Novikov restaurant cubed: a series of quotes, of references wrapped in a tinted window void, shorn of their original memories and meanings (but so much colder and more distant than the accessible, colorful pastiche of somewhere like Las Vegas). This had always been the style and mood in the “elite,” “VIP” places in Moscow, all along the Rublevka and in the Garden Ring, where the just-made rich exist in a great void where they can buy anything, but nothing means anything because all the old orders of meaning are gone. Here objects become unconnected to any binding force. Old Masters and English boarding schools and Fabergé eggs all floating, suspended in a culture of zero gravity.

Peter Pomerantsev

There's nothing worse for your business than extra Santa Clauses

smoking in the men's room.

He said having a smoking section in a restaurant was just like having a pissing section in a swimming pool.

Ted Bell

The mechanical occupations of man, the watching any object, as it were, coming into existence by manual labour, is a very pleasant way of passing one's time, but our own activity is at the moment nil. It is almost the same as with smoking tobacco.

_Goethe._

"Falling in love makes smoking pot all day look like the ultimate in restraint."

Dave Sim, author of Cerebrus.

Lenin’s and Stalin’s form of communism is gone, yet its trappings have been expropriated by mega-corporations. We have companies featuring central planning by troikas, mission statements crafted by apparatchiks, five-year plans, no right to choose leaders in companies, no democracy in the workplace, a clear distinction between intelligentsia and peasants (top CEOs make 152 times the median salary and enjoy company dachas, jets, and limos), and state monitoring (time clocks, dress codes, drug screening, “employee assistance” plans, e-mail monitoring, no smoking, and other personal conduct rules, as well as family-life audits).

Ricardo Semler

Positively no smoking.

Fortune Cookie

NOTICE: anyone seen smoking will be assumed to be on fire and will be

        summarily put out.

Fortune Cookie

"No program is perfect,"

They said with a shrug.

"The customer's happy--

What's one little bug?"

But he was determined,            Then change two, then three more,

The others went home.            As year followed year.

He dug out the flow chart        And strangers would comment,

Deserted, alone.            "Is that guy still here?"

Night passed into morning.        He died at the console

The room was cluttered            Of hunger and thirst

With core dumps, source listings.    Next day he was buried

"I'm close," he muttered.        Face down, nine edge first.

Chain smoking, cold coffee,        And his wife through her tears

Logic, deduction.            Accepted his fate.

"I've got it!" he cried,        Said "He's not really gone,

"Just change one instruction."        He's just working late."

        -- The Perfect Programmer

Fortune Cookie

It is imperative when flying coach that you restrain any tendency toward

the vividly imaginative.  For although it may momentarily appear to be the

case, it is not at all likely that the cabin is entirely inhabited by

crying babies smoking inexpensive domestic cigars.

        -- Fran Lebowitz, "Social Studies"

Fortune Cookie

Rincewind had generally been considered by his tutors to be a natural wizard

in the same way that fish are natural mountaineers.  He probably would have

been thrown out of Unseen University anyway--he couldn't remember spells and

>smoking made him feel ill.

        -- Terry Pratchett, "The Light Fantastic"

Fortune Cookie

>Smoking is, as far as I'm concerned, the entire point of being an adult.

        -- Fran Lebowitz

Fortune Cookie

"Falling in love makes smoking pot all day look like the ultimate in restraint."

        -- Dave Sim, author of Cerebrus.

Fortune Cookie

Fortune's Exercising Truths:

1:  Richard Simmons gets paid to exercise like a lunatic.  You don't.

2.  Aerobic exercises stimulate and speed up the heart.  So do heart attacks.

3.  Exercising around small children can scar them emotionally for life.

4.  Sweating like a pig and gasping for breath is not refreshing.

5.  No matter what anyone tells you, isometric exercises cannot be done

    quietly at your desk at work.  People will suspect manic tendencies as

    you twitter around in your chair.

6.  Next to burying bones, the thing a dog enjoys mosts is tripping joggers.

7.  Locking four people in a tiny, cement-walled room so they can run around

    for an hour smashing a little rubber ball -- and each other -- with a hard

    racket should immediately be recognized for what it is: a form of insanity.

8.  Fifty push-ups, followed by thirty sit-ups, followed by ten chin-ups,

    followed by one throw-up.

9.  Any activity that can't be done while smoking should be avoided.

Fortune Cookie

NOTICE:

    Anyone seen smoking will be assumed to be on fire and will

    be summarily put out.

Fortune Cookie

I gave up Smoking, Drinking and Sex.  It was the most *__________horrifying* 20

minutes of my life!

Fortune Cookie

Said the attractive, cigar-smoking housewife to her girl-friend: "I got

started one night when George came home and found one burning in the ashtray."

Fortune Cookie

  Smoking is the leading cause of statistics.

Fortune Cookie

Knebel's Law:

    It is now proved beyond doubt that smoking is one of the leading

    causes of statistics.

Fortune Cookie

The Surgeon General has determined that cigarette smoking is hazardous to your

health.

Fortune Cookie

One pill makes you larger,        And if you go chasing rabbits

And one pill makes you small.        And you know you're going to fall.

And the ones that mother gives you,    Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar

Don't do anything at all.        Has given you the call.

Go ask Alice                Call Alice

When she's ten feet tall.        When she was just small.

When men on the chessboard        When logic and proportion

Get up and tell you where to go.    Have fallen sloppy dead,

And you've just had some kind of    And the White Knight is talking

    mushroom                backwards

And your mind is moving low.        And the Red Queen's lost her head

Go ask Alice                Remember what the dormouse said:

I think she'll know.                Feed your head.

                        Feed your head.

                        Feed your head.

        -- Jefferson Airplane, "White Rabbit"

Fortune Cookie

A woman physician has made the statement that smoking is neither

physically defective nor morally degrading, and that nicotine, even

when indulged to in excess, is less harmful than excessive petting."

        -- Purdue Exponent, Jan 16, 1925

Fortune Cookie

>Smoking Prohibited.  Absolutely no ifs, ands, or butts.

Fortune Cookie

How much does it cost to entice a dope-smoking UNIX system guru to Dayton?

        -- Brian Boyle, UNIX/WORLD's First Annual Salary Survey

Fortune Cookie

>Smoking is one of the leading causes of statistics.

        -- Fletcher Knebel

Fortune Cookie

There's nothing worse for your business than extra Santa Clauses

>smoking in the men's room.

        -- W. Bossert

Fortune Cookie

Kissing a fish is like smoking a bicycle.

Fortune Cookie

PLEASE DON'T SMOKE HERE!

Penalty: An early, lingering death from cancer,

     emphysema, or other smoking-caused ailment.

Fortune Cookie

... indifference is a militant thing ... when it goes away it leaves

>smoking ruins, where lie citizens bayonetted through the throat.  It is

not a children's pastime like mere highway robbery.

        -- Stephen Crane

Fortune Cookie

Men's skin is different from women's skin.  It is usually bigger, and

it has more snakes tattooed on it.  Also, if you examine a woman's skin

very closely, inch by inch, starting at her shapely ankles, then gently

tracing the slender curve of her calves, then moving up to her ...

[EDITOR'S NOTE: To make room for news articles about important world events

such as agriculture, we're going to delete the next few square feet of the

woman's skin.  Thank you.]

... until finally the two of you are lying there, spent, smoking your

cigarettes, and suddenly it hits you: Human skin is actually made up of

billions of tiny units of protoplasm, called "cells"!  And what is even more

interesting, the ones on the outside are all dying!  This is a fact.  Your

skin is like an aggressive modern corporation, where the older veteran

cells, who have finally worked their way to the top and obtained offices

with nice views, are constantly being shoved out the window head first,

without so much as a pension plan, by younger hotshot cells moving up from

below.

        -- Dave Barry, "Saving Face"

Fortune Cookie

>SMOKING IS NOW ALLOWED !!!

    Anyone wishing to smoke, however, must file, in triplicate, the

    U.S. government Environmental Impact Narrative Statement (EINS),

    describing in detail the type of combustion proposed, impact on

    the environment, and anticipated opposition.  Statements must be

    filed 30 days in advance.

Fortune Cookie

The sister's affirmation was for Javert so decisive a thing that he did not even observe the singularity of that candle which had but just been extinguished, and which was still smoking on the table.

Victor Hugo     Les Miserables

Sherlock Holmes was, as I expected, lounging about his sitting-room in his dressing-gown, reading the agony column of The Times and smoking his before-breakfast pipe, which was composed of all the plugs and dottles left from his smokes of the day before, all carefully dried and collected on the corner of the mantelpiece. He received us in his quietly genial fashion, ordered fresh rashers and eggs, and joined us in a hearty meal. When it was concluded he settled our new acquaintance upon the sofa, placed a pillow beneath his head, and laid a glass of brandy and water within his reach.

Arthur Conan Doyle     The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

Wemmick was out, and though he had been at his desk he could have done nothing for me. I went straight back to the Temple, where I found the terrible Provis drinking rum and water and smoking negro-head, in safety.

Charles Dickens     Great Expectations

It being Saturday night, I found the landlord looking rather grimly at these records; but as my business was with Joe and not with him, I merely wished him good evening, and passed into the common room at the end of the passage, where there was a bright large kitchen fire, and where Joe was smoking his pipe in company with Mr. Wopsle and a stranger. Joe greeted me as usual with "Halloa, Pip, old chap!" and the moment he said that, the stranger turned his head and looked at me.

Charles Dickens     Great Expectations

TOM joined the new order of Cadets of Temperance, being attracted by the showy character of their "regalia." He promised to abstain from smoking, chewing, and profanity as long as he remained a member. Now he found out a new thing--namely, that to promise not to do a thing is the surest way in the world to make a body want to go and do that very thing. Tom soon found himself tormented with a desire to drink and swear; the desire grew to be so intense that nothing but the hope of a chance to display himself in his red sash kept him from withdrawing from the order. Fourth of July was coming; but he soon gave that up--gave it up before he had worn his shackles over forty-eight hours--and fixed his hopes upon old Judge Frazer, justice of the peace, who was apparently on his deathbed and would have a big public funeral, since he was so high an official. During three days Tom was deeply concerned about the Judge's condition and hungry for news of it. Sometimes his hopes ran high--so high that he would venture to get out his regalia and practise before the looking-glass. But the Judge had a most discouraging way of fluctuating. At last he was pronounced upon the mend--and then convalescent. Tom was disgusted; and felt a sense of injury, too. He handed in his resignation at once--and that night the Judge suffered a relapse and died. Tom resolved that he would never trust a man like that again.

Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens)     The Adventures of Tom Sawyer

When it was dark I set by my camp fire smoking, and feeling pretty well satisfied; but by and by it got sort of lonesome, and so I went and set on the bank and listened to the current swashing along, and counted the stars and drift logs and rafts that come down, and then went to bed; there ain't no better way to put in time when you are lonesome; you can't stay so, you soon get over it.

Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens)     Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

"I suppose, Watson," said he, "that you imagine that I have added opium-smoking to cocaine injections, and all the other little weaknesses on which you have favoured me with your medical views."

Arthur Conan Doyle     The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

Since the Orleans railway has invaded the region of the Salpetriere, the ancient, narrow streets which adjoin the moats Saint-Victor and the Jardin des Plantes tremble, as they are violently traversed three or four times each day by those currents of coach fiacres and omnibuses which, in a given time, crowd back the houses to the right and the left; for there are things which are odd when said that are rigorously exact; and just as it is true to say that in large cities the sun makes the southern fronts of houses to vegetate and grow, it is certain that the frequent passage of vehicles enlarges streets. The symptoms of a new life are evident. In this old provincial quarter, in the wildest nooks, the pavement shows itself, the sidewalks begin to crawl and to grow longer, even where there are as yet no pedestrians. One morning,--a memorable morning in July, 1845,--black pots of bitumen were seen smoking there; on that day it might be said that civilization had arrived in the Rue de l'Ourcine, and that Paris had entered the suburb of Saint-Marceau.

Victor Hugo     Les Miserables

It was kind of lazy and jolly, laying off comfortable all day, smoking and fishing, and no books nor study. Two months or more run along, and my clothes got to be all rags and dirt, and I didn't see how I'd ever got to like it so well at the widow's, where you had to wash, and eat on a plate, and comb up, and go to bed and get up regular, and be forever bothering over a book, and have old Miss Watson pecking at you all the time. I didn't want to go back no more. I had stopped cussing, because the widow didn't like it; but now I took to it again because pap hadn't no objections. It was pretty good times up in the woods there, take it all around.

Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens)     Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

Suddenly and simultaneously a crowd of memories awoke in his fancy--of the look Platon had given him as he sat under the tree, of the shot heard from that spot, of the dog's howl, of the guilty faces of the two Frenchmen as they ran past him, of the lowered and smoking gun, and of Karataev's absence at this halt--and he was on the point of realizing that Karataev had been killed, but just at that instant, he knew not why, the recollection came to his mind of a summer evening he had spent with a beautiful Polish lady on the veranda of his house in Kiev. And without linking up the events of the day or drawing a conclusion from them, Pierre closed his eyes, seeing a vision of the country in summertime mingled with memories of bathing and of the liquid, vibrating globe, and he sank into water so that it closed over his head.

Leo Tolstoy     War and Peace

In what manner was Jean Valjean to behave in relation to the happiness of Cosette and Marius? It was he who had willed that happiness, it was he who had brought it about; he had, himself, buried it in his entrails, and at that moment, when he reflected on it, he was able to enjoy the sort of satisfaction which an armorer would experience on recognizing his factory mark on a knife, on withdrawing it, all smoking, from his own breast.

Victor Hugo     Les Miserables

"See, they are here." And at the same minute a carriage with smoking horses, accompanied by two mounted gentlemen, arrived at the gate, which opened before them. The carriage drove round, and stopped at the steps, followed by the horsemen. The instant Debray had touched the ground, he was at the carriage-door. He offered his hand to the baroness, who, descending, took it with a peculiarity of manner imperceptible to every one but Monte Cristo. But nothing escaped the count's notice, and he observed a little note, passed with the facility that indicates frequent practice, from the hand of Madame Danglars to that of the minister's secretary. After his wife the banker descended, as pale as though he had issued from his tomb instead of his carriage. Madame Danglars threw a rapid and inquiring glance which could only be interpreted by Monte Cristo, around the court-yard, over the peristyle, and across the front of the house, then, repressing a slight emotion, which must have been seen on her countenance if she had not kept her color, she ascended the steps, saying to Morrel, "Sir, if you were a friend of mine, I should ask you if you would sell your horse."

Alexandre Dumas, Pere     The Count of Monte Cristo

Prince Andrew hesitated. The smoking shell spun like a top between him and the prostrate adjutant, near a wormwood plant between the field and the meadow.

Leo Tolstoy     War and Peace

20:18. And all the people saw the voices and the flames, and the sound of the trumpet, and the mount smoking; and being terrified and struck with fear, they stood afar off,

THE BOOK OF EXODUS     OLD TESTAMENT

Thus, with beer-drinking, pipe-smoking, song-roaring, and infinite caricaturing of woe, the disorderly procession went its way, recruiting at every step, and all the shops shutting up before it. Its destination was the old church of Saint Pancras, far off in the fields. It got there in course of time; insisted on pouring into the burial-ground; finally, accomplished the interment of the deceased Roger Cly in its own way, and highly to its own satisfaction.

Charles Dickens     A Tale of Two Cities

When breakfast was ready we lolled on the grass and eat it smoking hot. Jim laid it in with all his might, for he was most about starved. Then when we had got pretty well stuffed, we laid off and lazied. By and by Jim says:

Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens)     Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

When I awoke, I was much surprised to find Joe sitting beside me, smoking his pipe. He greeted me with a cheerful smile on my opening my eyes, and said,--

Charles Dickens     Great Expectations

For eleven years, I had not seen Joe nor Biddy with my bodily Eyes,--though they had both been often before my fancy in the East,--when, upon an evening in December, an hour or two after dark, I laid my hand softly on the latch of the old kitchen door. I touched it so softly that I was not heard, and looked in unseen. There, smoking his pipe in the old place by the kitchen firelight, as hale and as strong as ever, though a little gray, sat Joe; and there, fenced into the corner with Joe's leg, and sitting on my own little stool looking at the fire, was--I again!

Charles Dickens     Great Expectations

Eight or ten months, then, after that which is related in the preceding pages, towards the first of January, 1823, on a snowy evening, one of these dandies, one of these unemployed, a "right thinker," for he wore a morillo, and was, moreover, warmly enveloped in one of those large cloaks which completed the fashionable costume in cold weather, was amusing himself by tormenting a creature who was prowling about in a ball-dress, with neck uncovered and flowers in her hair, in front of the officers' cafe. This dandy was smoking, for he was decidedly fashionable.

Victor Hugo     Les Miserables

It was a quarter past six when we left Baker Street, and it still wanted ten minutes to the hour when we found ourselves in Serpentine Avenue. It was already dusk, and the lamps were just being lighted as we paced up and down in front of Briony Lodge, waiting for the coming of its occupant. The house was just such as I had pictured it from Sherlock Holmes' succinct description, but the locality appeared to be less private than I expected. On the contrary, for a small street in a quiet neighbourhood, it was remarkably animated. There was a group of shabbily dressed men smoking and laughing in a corner, a scissors-grinder with his wheel, two guardsmen who were flirting with a nurse-girl, and several well-dressed young men who were lounging up and down with cigars in their mouths.

Arthur Conan Doyle     The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

Joe had been at the Three Jolly Bargemen, smoking his pipe, from a quarter after eight o'clock to a quarter before ten. While he was there, my sister had been seen standing at the kitchen door, and had exchanged Good Night with a farm-laborer going home. The man could not be more particular as to the time at which he saw her (he got into dense confusion when he tried to be), than that it must have been before nine. When Joe went home at five minutes before ten, he found her struck down on the floor, and promptly called in assistance. The fire had not then burnt unusually low, nor was the snuff of the candle very long; the candle, however, had been blown out.

Charles Dickens     Great Expectations

In as calm, but rapid a manner as possible, I gave her to understand the whole case. Unconsciously clapping the vinegar-cruet to one side of her nose, she ruminated for an instant; then exclaimed--"No! I haven't seen it since I put it there." Running to a little closet under the landing of the stairs, she glanced in, and returning, told me that Queequeg's harpoon was missing. "He's killed himself," she cried. "It's unfort'nate Stiggs done over again there goes another counterpane--God pity his poor mother!--it will be the ruin of my house. Has the poor lad a sister? Where's that girl?--there, Betty, go to Snarles the Painter, and tell him to paint me a sign, with--"no suicides permitted here, and no smoking in the parlor;"--might as well kill both birds at once. Kill? The Lord be merciful to his ghost! What's that noise there? You, young man, avast there!"

Herman Melville     Moby Dick; or The Whale

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