Smoke your pipe and be silent
Be it said, that though I had felt such a strong repugnance to his smoking in the bed the night before, yet see how elastic our stiff prejudices grow when once love comes to bend them. For now I liked nothing better than to have Queequeg smoking by me, even in bed, because he seemed to be full of such serene household joy then. I no more felt unduly concerned for the landlord’s policy of insurance. I was only alive to the condensed confidential comfortableness of sharing a pipe and a blanket with a real friend. With our shaggy jackets drawn about our shoulders, we now passed the Tomahawk from one to the other, till slowly there grew over us a blue hanging tester of smoke, illuminated by the flame of the new-lit lamp.
Chapter 11: Nightgown
The use of tobacco, in any form, is a dirty, filthy, disgusting, degrading habit. No gentleman will use tobacco in this city.
You have no more right to pollute, with tobacco smoke, the atmosphere which clean people have to breathe, than you have to spit in the water which they have to drink.
CUT IT OUT, YOU FOOL, before you reap smoker’s cancer paralysis, or one of the many other diseases caused by the use of the filthy, nasty, stinking stuff!
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An undisclosed American city, 1915 AD
Smoke your pipe and be silent;
there’s only wind and smoke in the world.