He Could Not Just Wear A Watch.

I Would Stay Away From Him And Leave Him To Go His Own Road Where There Would Be Other Women, Countless Other Women, Who Would Probably Give Him As Much Physical Pleasure As He Had Had With Me. I Wouldn’t Care, Or At Least I Told Myself That I Wouldn’t Care, Because None Of Them Would Ever Own Him—own Any Larger Piece Of Him Than I Now Did.

I'm Getting Very Sorry For The Devil And His Disciples Such As The Good Le Chiffre. The Devil Has A Rotten Time And I Always Like To Be On The Side Of The Underdog. We Don't Give The Poor Chap A Chance...the Devil Had No Prophets To Write His Ten Commandments And No Team Of Authors To Write His Biography.

I Think It's The Same With All The Relationships Between A Man And A Woman. They Can Survive Anything So Long As Some Kind Of Basic Humanity Exists Between The Two People. When All Kindness Has Gone, When One Person Obviously And Sincerely Doesn't Care If The Other Is Alive Or Dead, Then It's Just No Good. -- From Quantum Of Solace

He Shrugged His Shoulders To Shift The Pain Of Failure---the Pain That Is So Much Greater Than The Pleasure Of Success.

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'.