Quote by Warren Moore

“She crooned on until her cigarette was gone. The ash in the wind blew around us like hesitant snow.”

— Hannah Lillith Assadi

“She lit a cigarette and spent a moment identifying with the smoldering match.”

— David Sedaris

“And in her reverence of his skin, he felt that shame wither and curl, like paper on a flame, and float upward, disintegrating into…

— Amy Harmon

“The same as a cigarette?" asked Rita excitedly, as Mrs. Sin bent over her. "The same, but very, very gentle.”

— Sax Rohmer

“Ash.” Margaret knew her voice was trembling. “Why are you doing this?” “Because I adore you. Because you looked so stricken when I saw…

— Courtney Milan

“She was already in his palace, in his life. He couldn't go back--and wouldn't even if he could. She was so close to him…

— Elizabeth Hoyt

“(..) and they would imprint upon each other's lips such a long and languishing kiss, that a little straw cigar might have been smoked…

— Anonymous

“...I decided that there was perhaps no ash quite so cold as the one left by an unrealized ambition...”

— Thomas H Cook

“She had passed through the fire and emerged stronger, because something that had burned to ash could never be burned again.”

— Lucy Gordon

“Her laugh. The way she smoked before she gave up. Smoke trickling up her nostrils. Spokes of smoke when she spoke.”

— Craig Raine

“Sometimes she wondered if she could rid herself of her pain with the smoke that escaped from her lips.”

— Aparajita Yadav

“She was the kind of art that was so valuable it wasn't even for sale, and she smiled when she saw Ash. His pulse…

— Rose Lerner