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The World Is Not Enough

Never Job Backwards. What Might Have Been Was A Waste Of Time.

Luck In All Its Moods Had To Be Loved And Not Feared. Bond Saw Luck As A Woman, To Be Softly Wooed Or Brutally Ravaged, Never Pandered To Or Pursued.

I Take A Ridiculous Pleasure In What I Eat And Drink. It Comes Partly From Being A Bachelor, But Mostly From A Habit Of Taking A Lot Of Trouble Over Details. It's Very Persnickety And Old-maidish Really, But Then When I'm Working I Generally Have To Eat My Meals Alone And It Makes Them More Interesting When One Takes Trouble.

It Was The Same With The Whole Russian Machine. Fear Was The Impulse. For Them It Was Always Safer To Advance Than Retreat. Advance Against The Enemy And The Bullet Might Miss You. Retreat, Evade, Betray And The Bullet Would Never Miss.