Quotes from Ian Fleming

By now it was dawn – about five o'clock, Bond guessed – and he reflected that a mile or two on was the turning to Le Chiffre's villa. He had not thought that they would take Vesper there. Now that he realized that Vesper had only been a sprat to catch a mackerel the whole picture became clear.

Bond found this irksome. He disliked being cosseted. It gave him claustrophobia.

For the first time since his capture, fear came to Bond and crawled up his spine.

The man who was only a silhouette. She

She looked at him and saw that his nostrils were slightly flared. In other respects he seemed completely at ease, acknowledging cheerfully the greetings of the Casino functionaries.

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.

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?

Miss Moneypenny would have been desirable but for eyes which were cool and direct and quizzical.

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

Bond smelt the smell of danger.

Bond awoke in his own room at dawn and for a time he lay and stroked his memories.

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?

Mania, my dear Mister Bond, is as priceless as genius. Dissipation

AS, TWO weeks later, James Bond awoke in his room at the Hotel Splendide, some of this history passed through his mind.

Somebody said that to become very rich you have to be helped by a combination of remarkable circumstances and an unbroken run of luck.

Where am I?' he asked and was surprised that his voice sounded firm and clear.

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.

You start to die the moment you are born. The whole of life is cutting through the pack with death.

Never job backwards. What might have been was a waste of time.

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.

Bond grinned with pleasure. What most warmed him was that M. himself should have rung up Mathis. This was quite unheard of. The very existence of M., let alone his identity, was never admitted. He could imagine the flutter this must have caused in the ultra-security-minded organization in London.

Head of S., thought Bond. They're certainly giving me the red carpet treatment.

She has black hair, blue eyes, and splendid … er … protuberances. Back and front,' he added.

Bond always mistrusted short men. They grew up from childhood with an inferiority complex. All their lives they would strive to be big – bigger than the others who had teased them as a child. Napoleon had been short, and Hitler. It was the short men that caused all the trouble in the world.