One of the luckiest things that can happen to you in life is to have a happy childhood.
If you place your head in a lion's mouth, then you cannot complain one day if he happens to bite it off.
إن العشاق يتشاجرون دائماً لأنهم لا يفهمون بعضهم، وعندما يأتي الوقت الذي يفهمون فيه بعضهم فإنهم يفقدون حبهم
أتمنى لو كنا نستطيع أن نتأكد من أن الناس الذين يقتلون هم من يستحقون الموت، أقصد هؤلاء الذين يريدون القتال وليس فقط المساكين الذين يعيشون في المناطق التي يدور فيها القتال
They have been in prison so long that, if the prison door stands open, they would no longer notice!
They have a genius, young ladies, for getting into various kinds of trouble and difficulty.
They fear me, Hastings; the criminals of your England they fear me! When the cat is there, the little mice, they come no more to the cheese! I don’t suppose the greater part of them even know of your...
The impossible cannot have happened, therefore the impossible must be possible in spite of appearances.
Speech, so a wise old Frenchman said to me once, is an invention of man's to prevent him from thinking.
So you think that the coco- mark well what I say, Hastings, the coco- contained strychnine? Of course! That salt on the tray, what else could it have been? It might have been salt. replied Poirot plac...
La vie est vaine. Un peu d’amour, Un peu de haine, Et puis bonjour. La vie est brève. Un peu d’espoir, Un peu de rêve, Et puis bonsoir.
I objected vigorously to this unsporting proposal. I recognized in it the disastrous effects of matrimony. How often have I not heard a perfectly intelligent female say, in the tone of one clinching a...
I have often had occasion to notice how, where a direct question would fail to elicit a response, a false assumption brings instant information in the form of a contradiction.
I have no pity for myself either. So let it be Veronal. But I wish Hercule Poirot had never retired from work and come here to grow vegetable marrows.
How little you might know of a person after living in the same house with them!
He was tall and broad-shouldered, wore a dark overcoat and black boots, a bowler hat. He had a dark-pointed beard and gold-rimmed eyeglasses. Take away the overcoat, the beard and the eyeglasses, and...
Everyone is a potential murderer-in everyone there arises from time to time the to kill-though not the to kill.
But surely for everything you love you have to pay some price.
But no artist, I now realize, can be satisfied with art alone. There is a natural craving for recognition which cannot be gain-said.
And so could you know it if you would only use the brains the good God has given you. Sometimes I really am tempted to believe that by inadvertence, He passed you by.