You must have a cigarette.

A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure.

It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied.

What more can one want?
Yes, Dorian, you will always be fond of me.

I represent to you all the sins you have never had the courage to commit." "What nonsense you talk, Harry!" cried the lad, taking a light from a fire-breathing silver dragon that the waiter had placed on the table.
"Let us go down to the theatre.