Just finished the House of the Spirit Levels

Quite enjoyed this book, but I thought this paragraph on smoking was inspired:

It’s like inviting a homicidal maniac to live in your house, but you don’t know when he’s going to strike. He’s affable, polite, helps you through moments of stress, helps prolong the post-coital glow, really freeze-frames the moment, but one day, he’s going to come into your bedroom and chop you into small bits. But there’s a thrill to it. Maybe you’ll be one of the ones he likes…