This is foul stuff.

But I sometimes think I'll give it up.

What's the use of it?
A man sits and smokes and smokes, and nothing comes of it.

It don't feed him, nor clothe him, and it leaves nothing behind,--except a stink.' 'You're a little down in the mouth, father, or you wouldn't talk of giving up smoking.' 'I am down in the mouth,--terribly down in the mouth.

Till it was all settled, I did not know how much I should feel Marie's going.
Of course it had to be, but it makes an old man of me.