Cigar Quote by Vladimir Nabokov

“He stared at it as if he had caught a live grenade. It was the mummy’s finger.”

— Pseudonymous Bosch

“A big cigar was jammed in the corner of his wide mouth. Blue-gray smoke wafted to the ceiling rafters, curling around the big wagon-wheel…

— Kymber C. Hawke

“He had seen bigger men than he with mummy's handkerchief clutched in on hand and a bloody dagger in the other.”

— Eoin Colfer

“It dances on the air for a moment before it falls, too. A fresh gust of wind almost saves it, but a worker catches…

— Ally Condie

“All his elaborated arguments and beautiful sentences turned, under the influence of alcohol, into dust and slipped between his nicotine-stained fingers.”

— Ole Gunnar Håland

“Every cigar rolled by hand carries the pressure of labor, the signature of culture, and the shadow of politics.”

— Sebastian Saviano

“The cigars are ballast, sweetheart. Sheer ballast. If he didn’t have a cigar to hold on to, his feet would leave the ground. We’d…

— J.D. Salinger

“His wife was beside him, buried in pillows. He was fifty-one and would be a new father again by the end of the year.…

— Alice McDermott

“and when I took my fingers down, there was the stain of the tears, tinged with mortal blood. And already there was begun in…

— Anne Rice

“A cigar is a sort of thing, not exactly a pleasure, but the crown and outward sign of pleasure.”

— Leo Tolstoy

“Death’s fingers drummed impatiently on the scytheblade, like a mouse tapdancing on a tin.”

— Terry Pratchett

“The cigarette hung unlit from his lips. Was he doomed to roam forever in his ghost state, always wanting to light that cigarette? A…

— Deanna Chase