Like All Harsh, Cold Men,

My Mental Hands Were Empty, And I Felt I Must Do Something As A Counterirritant Or Antibody To My Hysterical Alarm At Getting Married At The Age Of 43.

I'm Not In The Shakespeare Stakes. I Have No Ambition.

Bond Reflected That Good Americans Were Fine People And That Most Of Them Seemed To Come From Texas.

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'.

I Don't Regard James Bond Precisely As A Hero, But At Least He Does Get On And Do His Duty, In An Extremely Corny Way.