And people with obsessions, reflected Bond, were blind to danger.

Shaken and not stirred.

It’s just that I’d rather die of drink than of thirst.

She explained to me later that she must have been possessed by a subconscious desire to be raped. Well she found me in the mountains and she was raped - by me.

...Goldfinger could not have known that high tension was Bond's natural way of life and that pressure and danger relaxed him.

Everything I write has a precedent in truth.

But I am greedy for life. I do too much of everything all the time. Suddenly one day my heart will fail. The Iron Crab will get me as it got my father. But I am not afraid of The Crab. At least I shall have died from an honourable disease. Perhaps they will put on my tombstone. 'This Man Died from Living Too Much'.