Smoking Quotes Novels & Stories

“I don’t smoke, but do you?” Taas kilay na sabi ko. “Hmm.” Tugon niya. “Gago, mag-vape ka na lang instead of smoking.” Masungit na sabi ko sa kaniya may kasama pang mahinang hampas sa braso niya. “Hatid na kita.” “Quit smoking.” Banta ko. “Nakakamatay ‘yon.” “That’s why,” sa mahinang bulong niya ay napatigil ako.

Was there no limit to how hard he could insult me? Nasa ganoong posisyon pa ako nang biglang syang lumapit sa akin at kusang kinuha ang kaha ng sigarilyo sa aking bulsa. At sa unang pagkakataon, nakita ko syang ngumisi ng nakakaloko. I was too stunned to speak. "Smoking's bad for our health..." tumigil sya saglit upang ngisian ako lalo. There was a beat of silence as he stared at me, before he continued and said,

“HINDI mo naman na dapat ginawa ‘yun, sayang naman wala pang kalahati diba?” “I only cigarette when something stressed me out. I’m not really a smoker.” Napatango si Gwen sa sinabing iyon ng lalaki at dumeretsyo na sa balak niyang sabihin kanina pa.

"What else would you like to know?" Binaba ni Hugo ang tissue na may mga dugo niya. "How?" Is all he asked in amazement. "I told you, it's strawberries..." Hugo chuckled. "And now it's cigarettes?" Catalina nodded. "I know why cigarettes, dear." Hugo proudly lifted his chin high. "Why, baby?" "Black cigarettes have strong smells. But the cigarettes you smoke don't smell like tobacco or weed. It smells like menthol, fresh from the freezer, cold."

bulong niya sa sarili. Ibinaba niya ang ulo at naamoy ang sariling damit. Bagong ligo, bagong palit ng shirt. Pero, mukhang hindi pa rin sapat. Lumingon siya sa direksyon ng dalawa at bahagyang ngumiti. “Maybe I need to stop smoking,” sabi niya sa hangin, parang may kaharap siyang di niya matanong ng direkta. Habang naglalakad, tuloy-tuloy ang kwento ni Sarah, tila excited na ikwento ang lahat ng ‘Irvin facts’ sa kaibigan.

Lumapit sa malapit na lamesang pinapatungan ng isang flower vase at may katabi itong ashtray pinatay ang baga dito at itinapon. "No smoking inside this house, strictly prohibited. Once that old man found your scent mixed with a cigarette... limampung latigo ang pa-welcome back niya sa iyo. So you better brush your mouth, or use a fresh mouth spray." Nang biglang napahalakhak si Luciano nang maka-recover ss gulat na imbis na kabahan o matakot. "That old man didn't change even a bit, huh?" he asked with a chuckle.

Kahit sa mga parents din ay wala akong masyadong kakilala. Humablot siya ng sigarilyo sa kaniyang bulsa. He light it up and so the smoke travels above. Bumuga siya ng usok. The smell is so good. Napapikit na lang ako at inenjoy ang amoy ng sigarilyo ni Rev. “Don’t tell me, namimiss mo na naman ang asawa mo?”

may pagbabanta nitong turan. Napilitan siyang tingnan ito. Madilim ang guwapong mukha nito at halos hindi kumukurap habang nakatingin sa kanya. Sa isang kamay nito ay ang umuusok na sigarilyo nito. She frowned as she is looking at there. "I hate someone who smokes." "Well, hate me then, it's in my system. No one can force me to stop smoking," ngumisi ito kahit na hindi makikita na totoong nakangiti ito.

Sometimes love can just really ruin a person. Just like how the fan of Tatay ruin herself. If it’s not because of love and obessesion, she won’t mess up her life. “And where you going as well, Mav?” tanong nila sa akin. “Smoke.” I just raise the pack of cigarette in my packet.

Pagkalingon niya sakin inilipat niya sa kabilang kamay yung cigarrete para malayo sakin. Nakasimangot padin ako, "I didn't know you smoke" Hindi ko alam kung kanino ako badtrip sa cigarrete ba ni Ivan o dahil sa nalaman ko tungkol kay Zach. Feeling ko sasabog na 'ko. He winked then smirked that crooked smile "Now you know" He puff another one again. This time umubo na 'ko hindi ko talaga kaya yung amoy ng cigarrete medyo nakaka suffocate.