Ян Флеминг

Ян Флеминг «With its two fighting claws held forward like a wrestler’s arms the big pandinus scorpion emerged with a dry rustle from…

Ян Флеминг “It was one of those Septembers when it seemed that the summer would never end. The five-mile promenade…

Ян Флеминг «It was one of those days when it seemed to James Bond that all life, as someone put it, was nothing…

Ян Флеминг “The scent and smoke and sweat of a casino are nauseating at three in the morning. Then the…

Ян Флеминг «James Bond, with two double bourbons inside him, sat in the final departure lounge of Miami Airport and thought about life…

Ян Флеминг «THERE are moments of great luxury in the life of a secret agent. There are assignments on which he is required to act the part…

Ян Флеминг «Punctually at six o’clock the sun set with a last yellow flash behind the Blue Mountains, a wave of violet shadow poured down Richmond…