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He shrugged his shoulders to shift the pain of failure---the pain that is so much greater than the pleasure of success.Ian Fleming
2
His headache was still sitting over his right eye as if it had been nailed there.Ian Fleming
3
Each dark conjecture came and for a moment settled like a vulture on Bond's shoulder and croaked into his ear that he had been a blind fool.Ian Fleming
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In angry protest the red telephone splintered the silence.Ian Fleming
5
They want us dead, ' said Bond calmly. 'So we have to stay alive.Ian Fleming
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Champagne and Benzedrine! Never again.Ian Fleming
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And people with obsessions, reflected Bond, were blind to danger.Ian Fleming