Most of the rich people I've known have been fairly miserable.
Man is an unoriginal animal. Unoriginal within the law in his daily respectable life, equally unoriginal outside the law. If a man commits a crime, any other crime he commits will resemble it closely.
Imagination is a good servant, and a bad master.
If one man does not make a move, the other must, and by permitting the adversary to make the attack one learns something about him.
I, Hercule Poirot, am not amused.
I demand of you a thousand pardons, monsieur. I am without defence. For some months now I cultivate the marrows. This morning suddenly I enrage myself with these marrows. I send them to promenade them...
He played the part of the devil too successfully. But he was not the devil. Au fond, he was a stupid man. And so - he died.Because he was stupid?It is the sin that is never forgiven and always punishe...
Caroline is the lady who cooks for me. Incidentally she is the wife of my gardener. What kind of a wife she makes I do not know, but she is an excellent cook. James, on the other hand, is not a good g...
A trifle, a little, the likeness of a dream. And death comes as the end.
A great many men are mad, and no one knows it. They do not know it themselves
Fiction is founded on truth... unless things did happen, people couldn't think of them.
You tell your lies and you think nobody knows. But there are two people who know. Yes- two people. One is le bon Dieu - and the other is Hercule Poirot
You are the patient one, Mademoiselle,' said Poirot to Miss Debenham.She shrugged her shoulders slightly. 'What else can one do?'You are a philosopher, Mademoiselle.'That implies a detached attitude....
Yes, yes-you will give him the earth-because you love him. Love him too much for safety or for happiness. But you cannot give to people what they are incapable of receiving.
The trouble with you and me, is that we don't live in the real world. We dream of fantastic things that may never happen.
Life can be very terrible, he said. One needs much courage.To kill oneself? yes, I suppose one does.Also to live, said Poirot, one needs courage.
Iris was too languid and too used to Mrs. Drake’s discursive style to inquire why the mention of Dr. Gaskell should have reminded her aunt of the local grocer, though had she done so, she would have r...
In fact the marriage has been arranged by heaven and Hercule Poirot. All I have to do is to compound a felony.
In everybody's life there are hidden chapters which they hope may never be known.
I reflected a minute and then asked why he wanted to marry me. That seemed to fluster him a good deal, and he murmured that a wife was a great help to a general practitioner. The position seemed even...