Bond remembered the dictum of the pros: ‘It’s never too early to start winning.
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.
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.
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 statu...
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 liked fast cars and he liked driving them. Most American cars bored him. They lacked personality and the patina of individual craftsmanship that European cars have.
AS, TWO weeks later, James Bond awoke in his room at the Hotel Splendide, some of this history passed through his mind.
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-...
5 ....... NIGGER HEAVEN
What's your name?Bond. James Bond. What's yours?She reflected Rider.What Rider?Honeychile.Bond smiled.
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...
So you’re going to Las Vegas,’ said Bond. ‘Funny coincidence department.’ He told Leiter about his conversation with Shady Tree. ‘Sure,’ said Leiter. ‘No coincidence about it. We’re both travelling ba...
People are so damn sensitive about colour around here that you can’t even ask a barman for a jigger of rum. You have to ask for a jegro.
He awoke in the evening completely refreshed. After a cold shower, Bond walked over to the Casino. Since the night before he had lost the mood of the tables. He needed to re-establish that focus which...
Darling, the bath's absolutely right. Will you marry me?'She snorted. 'You need a slave, not a wife.
Damn you, said Bond. You…She put her hand over his mouth.‘Allumeuse’ is the nice word for it, she said. It is fun for me to be able to tease such a strong silent man. You burn with such an angry flame...
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...
Bond loathed and despised tea, that flat, soft, time-wasting opium of the masses,
Bond grunted. ‘God knows when I’ll be able to bathe,’ he said. ‘The doctor’s talking through his hat. And when I can bathe it would probably be better for me to bathe alone for a bit. I don’t want to...
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 rea...