"Smoke" Quotes

Smoke, like memory, tends to linger long after its source has disappeared.

To watch smoke rise is to witness time made visible.

In the curling dance of the cigarette, I see the stories that could have been.

Smoke never travels in a straight line; neither does desire.

There is an intimacy in sharing a cigarette, as if the world briefly narrows to two breaths.

Each exhalation is a small confession to the night.

He traced the smoke as if it were a map of his longing.

The smoke blurred the lines between us, making strangers familiar.

To smoke is to mark time, to measure solitude in slow-burning increments.

Ashes are all that remain of both fire and memory.