Leonard Cohen Quotes

This is it. I can't even not smoke anymore

There are only two things I can't give up; one is coffee and the other is tobacco.

I'm a heavy smoker. I go through two lighters a day.

Cigarettes are not a part of human behaviour, they are a habit.

Quitting smoking is easy, I've done it hundreds of times.

I love to smoke. I wish I had more than two hands so I can hold more cigars

My worst habit used to be smoking but I quit.

So now I'm left with cigarettes, and I'm trying to scrape that off my shoe and then I'll be done.

I'm glad I don't have to explain to a man from Mars why each day I set fire to dozens of little pieces of paper, and then put them in my mouth.

Neither do thou lust after that tawny weed tobacco.

The Spaniards generally call it Tobacco. The leaves thereof being dried and brought into powder, they use to take the fume or smoke thereof, by sucking it thorough pipes made of clay, into their stomach and head; from whence it purgeth superfluous phlegm and other gross humours, and openeth all the pores and passages of the body: by which means the use thereof not only preserveth the body from obstructions, but also … in short time breaketh them; whereby their bodies are notably preserved in health, and know not many grievous diseases, wherewithall we in England are often times afflicted.

… Smoking sets a bad example.

Smoking is gross.

I have never understood the reason and logic of smoking.

I smoke, I want to get rid of the habit.

when you want something so desperately, you shake with the need for it. you tell yourself that you don't need more than one sip, because it's just the taste you crave, and once it's on your tongue you will be able to make it last alifetime. you dream of it at night. you see a thousand mile-high obstacles between where you stand and what you want, and you convince yourself you have the power to hurdle them. you tell yourself this even when, leaping the first block, you wind up bruised and bloodied and flattened.

I'm over smoking. You know, I feel like I've gone on long hikes and gotten to the top of the mountain and I'm looking at something beautiful, some great huge landscape, and there's some of the cleanest air that's on the planet. And then I light up, and say, "Ahh, what a great smoking moment this is!" So it's something evil that's taken over, and I want control over it.

Lust indulged became habit, and habit unresisted became necessity.

Sometimes you need a cigarette. Like after you have sex with a beautiful woman or a confused young man.

I only eat so that I can smoke and stay alive.

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!

The believing we do something when we do nothing is the first illusion of tobacco.

I pledged myself to smoke but one cigar a day. I kept the cigar waiting until bedtime, then I had a luxurious time with it. But desire persecuted me every day and all day long. I found myself hunting for larger cigars...within the month my cigar had grown to such proportions I could have used it as a crutch.

When I drank, the part that felt dangerous and needy grew bright and strong and real. The part that coveted love kicked into gear. The yes grew louder than the no.