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"What is your advice to young writers?" "Drink, fuck and smoke plenty of cigarettes."
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alcohol
authors
bukowski
cigarettes
drink
funny
humor
ironic
irony
sarcasm
sex
smoke
writers
writing
writing-process
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Charles Bukowski |
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She blew more smoke toward me, a lazy game of cancer catch.
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cigarette
cigarettes
death
inevitable
smoke
smoking
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Gillian Flynn |
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The poets say some moths will do anything out of love for a flame [...] The moth takes off again, and we both step back, because he's circling at eye level now and seems to have lost rudder control, smacking into the wall on each round. He circles lower and lower, spinning around the candle in tighter revolutions, like a soap sud over an open drain. A few times he seems to touch the flame, but dances off unhurt. Then he ignites like a ball of hair, curling into an oily puff of fumes with a hiss. The candle flame flickers and dims for a moment, then burns as bright as before. Moth Smoke Lingers.
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insects
love
moth
smoke
star-crossed
tragedy
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Mohsin Hamid |
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"Oh, yeah?" Leo growled. "Well, maybe you got the smoke, buddy, but I've got the fire."
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leo
leo-valdez
smoke
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Rick Riordan |
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That day was the beginning of my friendship with Sebastian, and thus it came about, that morning in June, that I was lying beside him in the shade of the high elms watching the smoke from his lips drift up into the branches.
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june
lips
shade
smoke
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Evelyn Waugh |
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Now i did think, The smoke will drive the bugs away. And, to some degree,it did. I'd be lying, though, if I claimed I became a smoker to ward off insects.I became a smoker because 1. I was on an Adirondack swing by myself, and 2. I had cigarettes, and 3.I figured that if everyone else could smoke a cigarette without coughing, I could damn well, too.In short, I didn't have a very good reason. So yeah, let's just say that 4.it was the bugs. I made it through three drags before I felt nauseuos and dizzy and only semipleasantly buzzed. I got up to leave As I stood, a voice behind me.
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nausea
smoke
smoker
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John Green |
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"Wild Fremen said it well: "Four things cannot be hidden -- love, smoke, a pillar of fire and a man striding across the open bled."
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fire
fremen
love
open
pillar
smoke
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Frank Herbert |
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They're brainless girls, otherwise they wouldn't be seen dead here. They're pretty, with ugly, appealing smiles and conversations we can't hear. They breathe smoke and blow it out, and words drop from their mouths and get crushed to the floor. Or they get discarded, just to glow with warmth for a moment, for someone else to tread on later.
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conversations
discarded
girls
mouths
pretty
smiles
smoke
ugly
words
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Markus Zusak |
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He's completely blown through his younger years like his childhood was one big cigarette to smoke carelessly.
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child
childhood
cigarette
growing-up
kid
memory
nostalgia
smoke
wasted-time
young
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Rebecca McNutt |
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"I've seen how cigarettes went from being advertised in every type of media to being something found to be deadly... they can't kill me no matter how many of them I smoke but I've seen humans die from smoking them... if I were you I would stop smoking them." "Why should I? You smoke 'em all the time, you chain-smoke cigarettes," Mandy pointed out. "Yeah, I started doing that back in the Sixties... for reasons you likely saw on those VHS tapes... but I'm not a person, I'm Pollution, things like that aren't dangerous to me but they are to you," Alecto told her. "It's not a good idea."
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attack
blast-from-the-past
cancer
chain-smoke
cigar
cigarette
creepy
deadly
depress
depression
disturbing
education
eerie
gray
grief
haunting
health
horror
knowledge
loss
no-smoking
past
pollution
retro
scary
self-help
sick
smog
smoke
spooky
times
tobacco
trapped
vhs-tape
video
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Rebecca McNutt |
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Used to be a hobo right smart. back in the thirties. They wasnt no work I dont care what you could do. I was ridin through the mountains one night, state of Colorado. Dead of winter it was and bitter cold. I had just a smidgin of tobacco, bout enough for one or two smokes. I was in one of them old slatsided cars and I'd been up and down in it like a dog tryin to find some place where the wind wouldnt blow. Directly I scrunched up in a corner and rolled me a smoke and lit it and thowed the match down. Well, they was some sort of stuff in the floor about like tinder and it caught fire. I jumped up and stomped on it and it aint done nothin but burn faster. Wasnt two minutes the whole car was afire. I run to the door and got it open and we was goin up this grade through the mountains in the snow with the moon on it and it was just blue looking and dead quiet out there and them big old black pine trees going by. I jumped for it and lit in a snowbank and what I'm goin to tell you you'll think peculiar but it's the god's truth. That was in nineteen and thirty one and if I live to be a hunnerd year old I dont think I'll ever see anything as pretty as that train on fire goin up that mountain and around the bend and them flames lightin up the snow and the trees and the night.
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fire
mccarthy
mountains
smoke
suttree
winter
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Cormac McCarthy |
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"Cigars are all the rage, dad. You should smoke cigars!" - Calvin "Flatulence could be all the rage, but it would still be disgusting." - Calvin's mom"
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cigars
cool
disgusting
flatulence
health
poor
rage
smoke
trendy
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Bill Watterson |
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I smoke. It's expensive. It's also the best option. You see, I am always, always exhausted. It's a stimulant. When I am too tired to walk one more step, I can smoke and go for another hour. When I am enraged and beaten down and incapable of accomplishing one more thing, I can smoke and feel a little better, just for a minute. It is the only relaxation I am allowed.
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smoke
stimulant
tired
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Barbara Ehrenreich |
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Always somewhere there is fire or smoke, insistent reminders of the greed consuming the world
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fire
greed
reminders
smoke
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Sy Montgomery |
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She told him that he had the most beautiful voice she'd ever heard, that it sounded like whiskey and wood smoke.
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description
man
mystic-river
smoke
voice
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Dennis Lehane |
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She's finished her cigarette but hasn't put it out properly, so it's still smoking in the ashtray. I crush mine into it, grinding until both stop burning.
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love
passion
smoke
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Mohsin Hamid |
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I jumped for it and lit in a snowbank and what I'm goin to tell you you'll think peculiar but it's the god's truth. That was in nineteen and thirty one and if I live to be a hunnerd year old I dont think I'll ever see anything as pretty as that train on fire goin up that mountain and around the bend and them flames lightin up the snow and the trees and the night.
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fire
mccarthy
mountains
smoke
suttree
winter
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Cormac McCarthy |
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The smoke from her cigarette passed beneath the nostrils of the brown and white girls, and their space-annihilating concupiscence seemed centered on mentholated smoke along.
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concupiscence
nostrils
smoke
smoking
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Kurt Vonnegut Jr. |
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The old man had been stoking and sipping at his pipe for the last fifteen minutes as they awaited the prisoner. The smoke of his tobacco was the foulest that she, a girl raised in a house with seven brothers and a widowed father, had every been obliged to inhale. It hung in the room as thick as sheepshearing and made arabesques in the harsh slanting light from the window.
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senses
smell
smoke
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