Before a man’s forty, girls cost nothing. After that you have to pay money, or tell a story. Of the two, it’s the story that hurts most. Anyway I’m not forty yet.
The gain to the winner is always less than the loss to the loser.
The World Is Not Enough.
It reads better than it lives.
The scent and smoke and sweat of a casino are nauseating at three in the morning.
A gentleman’s choice of timepiece says as much about him as does his Saville Row suit.
Never say ‘no’ to adventures.
A woman can put up with almost anything; anything but indifference.
You can get far in North America with laconic grunts. “Huh,” “hun,” and “hi!” in their various modulations, together with “sure,” “guess so,” “that so?” and “nuts!” will meet almost any contingency.
It’s just that I’d rather die of drink than of thirst.
People do connect me with James Bond simply because I happen to like scrambled eggs and short-sleeved shirts and some of the things that James Bond does, but I certainly haven’t got his guts nor his very lively appetites.
Writing about 2,000 words in three hours every morning, ‘Casino Royale’ dutifully produced itself. I wrote nothing and made no corrections until the book was finished. If I had looked back at what I had written the day before I might have despaired.
A medium Vodka dry Martini – with a slice of lemon peel. Shaken and not stirred.
Diamonds are forever.
I have always smoked and drunk and loved too much. In fact I have lived not too long but too much. One day the Iron Crab will get me. Then I shall have died of living too much.
These blithering women who thought they could do a man’s work. Why the hell couldn’t they stay at home and mind their pots and pans and stick to their frocks and gossip and leave men’s work to the men.
He provides a vision. He often reminds countries of their responsibilities in a way that makes it seem not only like a legal obligation but a moral responsibility.
I always make it a rule never to look back. Otherwise, I’d ask myself how I could write such piffle and live with myself, day after day.
I was just on the edge of getting married, and I was frenzied at the prospect of this great step in my life after having been a bachelor for so long. And I really wanted to take my mind off of the agony, and so I decided to sit down and write a book.
And then one day when you’re playing your little game you’ll suddenly find yourself pinned down like a butterfly.