I want to be a quitter

I again am trying to quit smoking, but this beast is a mighty challenge.
This beast uses all its means to destroy your will to quit. It mentally and physiologically torments. The first day or two, is pure torment. Then it begins to tease you by false hope and appetite. Three, four days in it mocks you by making you loosen your belt-buckle few notches and it asks you constantly, is quitting really worth it? we are all going to die anyway, are you really that concerned about how you're going to end up looking in your coffin?