People are islands. They don’t really touch. However close they are, they’re really quite separate. Even if they’ve been married for fifty years.
You start to die the moment you are born. The whole of life is cutting through the pack with death. So take it easy.
You only live twice:
Once when you are born
And once when you look death in the face.[After BASHŌ, Japanese poet (1643-94)]
Women are often meticulous and safe drivers, but they are very seldom first-class. In general Bond regarded them as a mild hazard and he always gave them plenty of road and was ready for the unpredictable. Four women in a car he regarded as the highest danger potential, and two women as nearly as lethal. Women together cannot keep silent in a car, and when women talk they have to look into each other’s faces. An exchange of words is not enough. They have to see the other person’s expression, perhaps in order to read behind the other’s words or to analyse the reaction to their own. So two women in the front seat of a car constantly distract each other’s attention from the road ahead and four women are more than doubly dangerous, for the driver not only has to hear, and see, what her companion is saying, but also, for women are like that, what the two behind are talking about.
When the odds are hopeless, when all seems to be lost, then is the time to be calm, to make a show of authority – at least of indifference.
What an extraordinary difference there was between a body full of person and a body that was empty! Now there is someone, now there is no one.