I have always weirdly seen myself as more of a character actor. I have never been suave. I could never see myself playing James Bond. I suppose I could fake it, but I am certainly not James Bond in real life.
The rapprochement of peoples is only possible when differences of culture and outlook are respected and appreciated rather than feared and condemned, when the common bond of human dignity is recognized as the essential bond for a peaceful world.
Frank Abagnale, Jr.: [donning a James Bond style suit and mimicking Sean Connery in the mirror] Hello, Pussy.
James Bond: I think I'll call it a Vesper. Vesper Lynd: Because of the bitter aftertaste? James Bond: No, because once you've tasted it, that's all you want to drink.
James Bond: [as Solange is kissing her way down Bond's chest] Can I ask you a personal question? Solange: Now would seem an appropriate time.
M: [as Solange's dead body is carried away] I would ask you if you could remain emotionally detached, but that's not your problem, is it, Bond? James Bond: No.
Auric Goldfinger: Ah, welcome to AuricStud, Mr. Bond. [gesturing toward a horse] Auric Goldfinger: Beautiful animal, isn't she? James Bond: Certainly better bred than the owner.
[Goldfinger is cheating at golf, with the help of Oddjob] Hawker: If that's his original ball, I'm Arnold Palmer. James Bond: 'Tisn't. Hawker: How do you know? James Bond: I'm standing on it.
James Bond: You know Operation Grand Slam simply won't work. And incidentally Delta-9 nerve gas is fatal. Auric Goldfinger: You are unusually well informed, Mr Bond.
James Bond: [after Tilly Masterson honks her horn and passes Bond's car, he restrains himself from chasing after her] Discipline, 007. Discipline.
Eve: She's pretty. James Bond: Now, now. Eve: If you like that sort of thing. James Bond: I'll keep you posted. [puts his earpiece into her glass]
Ah, the bond between English boys and California girls. For those of us who aren't either, it's a bond that fascinates and mystifies. So much of the world's favorite music comes out of that relationship.
For investors who do want to speculate in high-yield bonds, one alternative may be a junk bond mutual fund, which can offer investors the relative safety of diversification.
The idea of regretting not doing this seemed insane to me. Sitting in the corner at a bar at age 60, saying: 'I could've been Bond. Buy me a drink.' That's the saddest place I could be. At least now at 60 I can say: 'I was Bond. Now buy me a drink.'
Magne Furuholmen is a very dear friend of mine. A-ha are a classic pop band and they've got some brilliant songs. I'd say 'The Living Daylights' was one of my favourite Bond tunes: regardless of it being a Bond song, it stands alone as a great piece ...
Regrets... Regrets are bootless. A vain trick of the mind. An impotent raging against what cannot be changed anyway. A distraction from the moment.
The bonds of family bind us up, support us, help us. And they are also a bond from which it is difficult, perhaps impossible to extricate oneself.
I have never been a fan of bond funds. Unlike a direct investment in an individual bond that you can hold to maturity and be assured you will get your principal back (assuming no default), a fund has no finite maturity date and most funds are activel...
Human nature, essentially changeable, unstable as the dust, can endure no restraint; if it binds itself it soon begins to tear madly at its bonds, until it renders everything asunder, the wall, and the bonds and its very self.
Soul development depends on attachment and bonding. Every brain and body is genetically wired to develop itself, but the full soul development of brain and body depends on each child receiving the care of between two and five completely bonded caregi...
One is almost tempted to say... at last I can almost see a bond. But that will never be, for a bond does not really exist at all: it is a most convenient fiction which, as we have seen, is convenient both to experimental and theoretical chemists.
