You Only Live Twice (James Bond, #12)

by Ian Fleming

Your knowledge of porcelain is as meagre as your drinking habits are gross.

Tanaka knows his insults.

In a very short while, Dikko Henderson had taught Bond total respect for Oriental conventions,

Ron Howard voice: He had not.

The staff, one supposed, had to have their holiday. More important, there was some painting to be done and there was dry-rot in the roof.

‘Your knowledge of anatomy is as vague as your appreciation for poetry,

I hated it. They were all disgusting to me in Hollywood. They thought that because I am a Japanese I am some sort of an animal and that my body is for everyone. Nobody treated me honourably except this Niven.’

Considering all the racism this is...interesting.

‘I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.’