At one time I smoked but in 1959 I couldn't think of anything else to give up for Lent so I stopped - and I haven't had a cigarette since.

Something about glamour interested me. All my schoolbooks had drawings of women on terraces with a cocktail and a cigarette.

In the movies Bette Davis lights two cigarettes and hands the second one to James Cagney. It was just so glamorous and romantic.

Now the only thing I miss about sex is the cigarette afterward. Next to the first one in the morning it's the best one of all. It tasted so good that even if I had been frigid I would have pretended otherwise just to be able to smoke it.

I did that for 40 years or more. I never had any writer's block. I got up in the morning sat down at the typewriter - now computer - lit up a cigarette.

Probably millions of Americans got up this morning with a cup of coffee a cigarette and a donut. No wonder they are sick and fouled up.

The focus on my appearance has really surprised me. I've always been a size 14 to 16 I don't care about clothes I'd rather spend my money on cigarettes and booze.

My memory of my mom is a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was a runway fashion model and she was quite a glamorous woman.

My mom started smoking when she was 11. She went to the hill next door to try her first cigarette. She set the entire hill on fire but it didn't deter her.

How marriage ruins a man! It is as demoralizing as cigarettes and far more expensive.