Ian Fleming
Ian Fleming
Ian Lancaster Flemingwas an English author, journalist and naval intelligence officer who is best known for his James Bond series of spy novels. Fleming came from a wealthy family connected to the merchant bank Robert Fleming & Co., and his father was the Member of Parliament for Henley from 1910 until his death on the Western Front in 1917. Educated at Eton, Sandhurst and, briefly, the universities of Munich and Geneva, Fleming moved through several jobs before he started writing...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth28 May 1908
CityLondon, England
A woman can put up with almost anything; anything but indifference.
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.
There is only one recipe for a best seller and it is a very simple one. You have to get the reader to turn over the page.
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'm looking for Commander James Bond, not an overgrown stunt man. [on meeting Sean Connery]
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.
Diamonds are forever.
One of the bibles of my youth was 'Birds of the West Indies,' by James Bond, a well-known ornithologist, and when I was casting about for a name for my protagonist I thought, 'My God, that's the dullest name I've ever heard,' so I appropriated it. Now the dullest name in the world has become an exciting one.
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.
He could not just wear a watch. It had to be a Rolex.
Most marriages don't add two people together. They subtract one from the other.
At gambling, the deadly sin is to mistake bad play for bad luck.
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.