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“The green of these mountains in my lungs smelled like an old friend, one who wouldn't tell lies to you. One who understood. One…

— Jason Jack Miller

“watched smoke rise from a campfire near the”

— K.M. Shea

“A few flames crackled here and there along the nubs that once were branches. Then they flickered out, too, leaving smoke, a whistle of…

— Michael Chabon

“I was just a little buckaroo when they first invited me to Marlboro Country. I loved being a cowboy; and smoking seemed to fit…

— John Aaron

“I took the long way back, past the swaying lights of the harbor, the air heavy with brine and with chimney smoke from a…

— Ransom Riggs

“I wanted to bubble over the top and douse the confusing fire that burned in my belly. Or else I wanted to turn the…

— Kao Kalia Yang

“The sunset bled into the edges of the village. Smoke curled out of the cottage chimney like a crooked finger.”

— Sara Pascoe

“A mountain keeps an echo deep inside itself. That's how I hold your voice. I am scrap wood thrown in your fire, and quickly…

— Rumi

“Seasons happened and things got colder and harder and suddenly I found myself smoking circles in the air by myself in the snow and…

— Charlotte Eriksson

“It's all very fine down East there, and the hills are great, but one gets mighty homesick for this sky, the old intense blue…

— Willa Cather

“It was night, and even if any good Samaritan saw the smoke, it wasn't like they would come running. This was America. No one…

— Drew Magary

“I found that I was reaching, automatically, for another cigarette; my eyes and throat felt hot and aching, and my brain stupid. I let…

— Mary Stewart