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

I think it's easy to stop smoking; it's just hard not to commit a felony after you stop.

I had gotten up to two, maybe three, packs (of cigarettes) a day. And my lungs were bothering me and I'd had pneumonia two or three times. And I was also smoking pot, and I decided, well, one of them's got to go. And so I took a pack of Chesterfields and took all the Chesterfields out, rolled up 20 big fat ones and put it in there, and I haven't smoked a cigarette since then.

I've stopped smoking... I think the cost was a lot of it, and not being able to breathe. I first gave up smoking when I was eight.

Stop smoking and get rich.

The only time I really think is when I smoke, and I quit smoking years ago.

I quit smoking in December. I’m really depressed about it. I love smoking, I love fire, I miss lighting cigarettes. I like the whole thing about it, to me it turns into the artist’s life, and now people like Bloomberg have made animals out of smokers, and they think that if they stop smoking everyone will live forever.

I've had every known chemical--cocaine, booze--and tobacco is the hardest one in the world for me to quit. You watch old flicks? It's suggestion by looking at something: You see a cigarette, and it makes you want to smoke!

I have lived a long life and had many troubles, most of which never happened. MARK TWAIN

About this time, when I was eleven or twelve, I tried my first cigarette. DeDe came into my little back bedroom and found it blue with smoke. “Oh, so you’re smoking now,” she remarked pleasantly. “Let’s have one together.” She kept me inhaling one cigarette after another, until I turned purple and then green. I

Mark Twain was credited with saying, “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.

With this first cigarette, I kissed childhood goodbye. Now I was a grown-up.

A chimpanzee in China has quit smoking after 16 years, with the help of her keepers. The chimp was able to quit when the keepers STOPPED BUYING HER CIGARETTES!

I can live for two months,” confessed Mark Twain, “on a good compliment.