I always liked smoking but never loved it. It just seemed like a good thing to do whenever I had a drink in my hand, and that's more or less how it all started. My dad is a passionate smoker, still, in his early sixties. I knew that wasn't me; I rarely had the experience of the pure joy of smoking, nor did I ever think, "I can't imagine this not in my life."
Peter, a pack-a-day ex-smoker, didn't experience cravings when he quit.