This is no time for refusing to look facts in the face.
There is too much tendency to attribute to God the evils that man does of his own free will. I must concede you the Devil. God doesn't really need to punish us, Miss Barton. We're so busy punishing ou...
There are questions that you don't ask because you're afraid of the answers to them.
The others went upstairs, a slow unwilling procession. If this had been an old house, with creaking wood, and dark shadows, and heavily panelled walls, there might have been an eerie feeling....
The dog hunts rabbits. Hercule Poirot hunts murderers.
Sometimes I feel sure he is as mad as a hatter and then, just as he is at his maddest, I find there is a method in his madness.
Poirot thought it not quite professional to begin a routine working day before ten.
Our weapon is our knowledge. But remember, it may be a knowledge we may not know that we possess.
My dear Poirot, it's not for me to dictate to you. You have a right to your own opinion, just as I have mine.
It would mean a good film, the story that you have recounted to me there - but it bears no sort of resemblance to everyday life.''I admit that I haven't gone into all the details, but-''You have gone...
It is completely unimportant. That is why it is so interesting.
Inside, it was clear that the books owned the shop rather than the other way about. Everywhere they had run wild and taken possession of their habitat, breeding and multiplying and clearly lacking any...
If only-if only, Hastings, you would part your hair in the middle instead of at the side! What a difference it would make to the symmetry of your appearance. And your moustache. If you must have a mou...
I, Hercule Poirot, am not amused.
I'm not often bored,' I assured her. Life's not long enough for that.
I learned (what I suppose I really knew already) that one can never go back, that one should not ever try to go back—that the essence of life is going forward. Life is really a One Way Street, isn’t i...
I did not deceive you, mon ami. At most, I permitted you to deceive yourself.
Handsome, strong, gay ... She felt again the thro and lilt of her blood. She had loved Kameni in that moment. She loved him now. Kameni could take the place that Khay had held in her life. She thought...
Conversations are always dangerous, if you have something to hide.
All around us are people, of all classes, of all nationalities, of all ages. For three days these people, these strangers to one another, are brought together. They sleep and eat under one roof, they...