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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9ce553a | What an extraordinary difference there was between a body full of a person and a body that was empty! Now there is someone, now there is no one. | Ian Fleming | ||
| d477851 | Ah hears tings which Ah don' like at all. Cain't say much. Get mahself 'n plenty trouble. But yuh all want to watch yo step plenty good. Yassuh. | Ian Fleming | ||
| f0bc681 | Push dem under the doors,' he said. 'Ah cain't do nuthen else. Git mah throat cut. But Ah don' like any foolin' aroun' wid da customers 'n my cyar. Nossuh. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 93d8cd8 | the moustaches on the men were just a lot of moustaches. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 3cda861 | I am allergic to almost every form of international agency, conference or committee. | Ian Fleming | ||
| ea8bb10 | One Saturday, he had gone to take the subway to Pennsylvania Station en route for the Soviet week-end rest camp at Glen Cove, the former Morgan estate on Long Island. | Ian Fleming | ||
| fee37ee | You are linked to the ground mechanic's careless fingers in Nassau just as you are linked to the weak head of the little man in the family saloon who mistakes the red light for the green and meets you head-on, for the first and last time, as you are motoring quietly home from some private sin. There's nothing to do about it. You start to die the moment you are born. The whole of life is cutting through the pack with death. So take it easy. .. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 33a00b6 | Ever heard of "The House of Diamonds"?" | Ian Fleming | ||
| 528733a | And then there was this pest of a girl. He sighed. Women were for recreation. On a job, they got in the way and fogged things up with sex and hurt feelings and all the emotional baggage they carried around. One had to look out for them and take care of them. | Ian Fleming | ||
| de4e5be | Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action. -Ian Fleming | adventure love romance | Swapna Rajput | |
| e7b0bc6 | Bond sat down and looked across into the tranquil, lined sailor's face that he loved, honoured and obeyed. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 3afccb8 | Certainly, Effendi,' the man bowed Bond to the lift. 'But alas the plumbers are in your former room. The water supply . . .' the voice trailed away. The lift rose about ten feet and stopped at the first floor. Well, the story of the plumbers makes sense, reflected Bond. And, after all, there was no harm in having the best room in the hotel. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 80b6736 | Bond again walked round the room. This time he carefully inspected the walls and the neighbourhood of the bed and the telephone. Why not take the room? Why would there be microphones or secret doors? What would be the point of them? | Ian Fleming | ||
| e05e6c6 | He asked nothing better than to kill an Englishman. He had accounts to settle with the bastards. | Ian Fleming | ||
| a3043df | They paddled easily, in unison, the paddles turning in their hands so that they did not leave the water on the forward stroke. The small waves slapped softly against the bows. Otherwise they made no noise. It was dark. Nobody saw them go. They just left the land and went off across the sea. | Ian Fleming | ||
| f056f0b | Bond mistrusted anyone who tied his tie with a Windsor knot. It showed too much vanity. It was often the mark of a cad. Bond | Ian Fleming | ||
| e4ddafe | You start to die the moment you are born. The whole of life is cutting through the pack with death. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 325713e | He shrugged his shoulders to shift the pain of failure - the pain of failure that is so much greater than the pleasure of success. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 12168e3 | Bond slowly, wearily bent his head and looked at the ground between his spread hands. It was the girl, Tilly. She was watching the buildings below. She had a rifle - a rifle that must have been among the innocent golf clubs - ready to fire on them. Damn and blast the silly bitch! | Ian Fleming | ||
| ab9f089 | A dry martini,' he said. 'One. In a deep champagne goblet.' 'Oui, monsieur.' 'Just a moment. Three measures of Gordon's, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it's ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemon-peel. Got it?' 'Certainly, monsieur.' The barman seemed pleased with the idea. 'Gosh, that's certainly a drink,' said Leiter. Bond laughed. 'When I'm ... er ... concentrating,' he explained, 'I never h.. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 25bb20f | Benzedrine,' he said. 'I rang up my secretary before dinner and asked her to wangle some out of the surgery at Headquarters. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 7291f2b | Bond closed his eyes and waited for the pain. He knew that the beginning of torture is the worst. There is a parabola of agony. A crescendo leading up to a peak and then the nerves are blunted and react progressively less until unconsciousness and death. All he could do was to pray for the peak, pray that his spirit would hold out so long and then accept the long free-wheel down to the final blackout. He had been told by colleagues who had .. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 983ce8a | Bond mistrusted anyone who tied his tie with a Windsor knot. It showed too much vanity. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 1aaa87b | A dry martini,' he said. 'One. In a deep champagne goblet.' 'Oui, monsieur.' 'Just a moment. Three measures of Gordon's, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it's ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemon-peel. Got it?' 'Certainly, monsieur.' The barman seemed pleased with the idea. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 6834119 | Leiter chuckled and reached in his left-hand pocket for a dime as they came to the Henry Hudson Bridge toll. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 546592f | There was a sharp 'phut', no louder than a bubble of air escaping from a tube of toothpaste. No other noise at all, and suddenly Le Chiffre had grown another eye, a third eye on a level with the other two, right where the thick nose started to jut out below the forehead. It was a small black eye, without eyelashes or eyebrows. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 91f2bdb | What a man! He certainly seems to have the run of this country. Just shows how one can push a democracy around, what with habeas corpus and human rights and all the rest. Glad we haven't got him on our hands in England. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 0bfa535 | On these things he spent all his money and it was his ambition to have as little as possible in his banking account when he was killed, as, when he was depressed, he knew he would be, before the statutory age of forty-five. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 3698650 | Quickly she opened them again. He might have noticed. But the eyes gazed blankly up at the sky. Now-she reached for the oil-to do the face. The girl's thumbs had scarcely pressed into the sockets of the man's closed eyes when the telephone in the house started ringing. The sound reached impatiently out into the quiet garden. At once the man was up on one knee like a runner waiting for the gun. But he didn't move forward. The ringing stopped.. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 74e8564 | He says that courage is a capital sum reduced by expenditure. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 16a6c96 | This girl will only do these things on one condition.' M.'s eyes narrowed until they were fierce, significant slits. 'That you go out to Istanbul and bring her and the machine back to England. | Ian Fleming | ||
| c20832b | Three measures of Gordon's, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it's ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemon-peel. Got it? | Ian Fleming | ||
| 25ecf10 | Bond smelt the smell of danger. | Ian Fleming | ||
| a8a96c6 | Mania, my dear Mister Bond, is as priceless as genius. Dissipation | Ian Fleming | ||
| 7a78a6f | All concierges are venal. It is not their fault. They are trained to regard all hotel guests except maharajahs as potential cheats and thieves. They have as much concern for your comfort or well-being as crocodiles. | Ian Fleming | ||
| d31214f | Bond saw luck as a woman, to be softly wooed or brutally ravaged, never pandered to or pursued. But he was honest enough to admit that he had never yet been made to suffer by cards or by women. One day, and he accepted the fact, he would be brought to his knees by love or by luck. When that happened he knew that he too would be branded with the deadly question-mark he recognized so often in others, the promise to pay before you have lost: t.. | Ian Fleming | ||
| cefec89 | You're a bloody anarchist.' He threw his arms in the air and let them fall helplessly to his sides. Bond laughed. 'All right,' he said. 'Take our friend Le Chiffre. It's simple enough to say he was an evil man, at least it's simple enough for me because he did evil things to me. If he was here now, I wouldn't hesitate to kill him, but out of personal revenge and not, I'm afraid, for some high moral reason or for the sake of my country. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 71b0ba0 | He looked up at Mathis to see how bored he was getting with these introspective refinements of what, to Mathis, was a simple question of duty. Mathis smiled back at him. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 5d64526 | Now in order to tell the difference between good and evil, we have manufactured two images representing the extremes - representing the deepest black and the purest white - and we call them God and the Devil. But in doing so we have cheated a bit. God is a clear image, you can see every hair on His beard. But the Devil. What does he look like?' Bond looked triumphantly at Mathis. Mathis laughed ironically. | Ian Fleming | ||
| e4f414a | There's a Good Book about goodness and how to be good and so forth, but there's no Evil Book about evil and how to be bad. The Devil has no prophets to write his Ten Commandments and no team of authors to write his biography. His case has gone completely by default. We know nothing about him but a lot of fairy stories from our parents and schoolmasters. He has no book from which we can learn the nature of evil in all its forms, with parable.. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 0b3bd30 | So,' continued Bond, warming to his argument, 'Le Chiffre was serving a wonderful purpose, a really vital purpose, perhaps the best and highest purpose of all. By his evil existence, which foolishly I have helped to destroy, he was creating a norm of badness by which, and by which alone, an opposite norm of goodness could exist. We were privileged, in our short knowledge of him, to see and estimate his wickedness and we emerge from the acqu.. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 150154f | I do believe I'm tight,' she said, 'how disgraceful. Please, James, don't be ashamed of me. I did so want to be gay. And I am gay. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 055fde9 | Out of the mouth of the huge, shadowed poster, between the great violet lips, half-open in ecstasy, the dark shape of a man emerged and hung down like a worm from the mouth of a corpse. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 2de069d | Bond swallowed. He looked over towards Vesper. Felix Leiter was again standing beside her. He grinned slightly and Bond smiled back and raised his hand from the table in a small gesture of benediction. | Ian Fleming |