Quit about 39 months ago, after 23.5 years of smoking approximately a pack a day.
The occasional little voice pops up, saying, "Damn, a cigarette would taste REALLY good right now!", but as more time goes by, it gets easier to laugh at that little voice and stuff him back down in the well. I doubt he'll ever go away completely, but at least I know that I control my urge now, instead of my urge controlling me.
Oh yeah, and how did I quit? Truthfully (take it as you will), I prayfully asked God to take away my smoking, that I wasn't strong enough to do it myself, then added "whatever it takes". Yeah. Be careful what you ask for, you might get it! Less than a week later, I got so sick with an upper respiratory infection that I couldn't smoke!! After 5 days, I finally started feeling well enough to smoke again (and had forgotten my prayer in the meantime), so lit up. I took 2 puffs, never tasted anything so AWFUL in my life, and stubbed it out.....and haven't had a puff since!
Of course, now I'm the smoker's worst nightmare........the ex-smoker who will tell every smoker he sees how awful those things are, and why they need to quit!! LOL