At the small table, sitting very upright, was one of the ugliest old ladies he had ever seen. It was an ugliness of distinction - it fascinated rather than repelled.
Sensationalism dies quickly, fear is long-lived.
You've a pretty good nerve, said Ratchett. Will twenty thousand dollars tempt you?It will not.If you're holding out for more, you won't get it. I know what a thing's worth to me.I, also M. Ratchett.Wh...
For somewhere, said Poirot to himself, indulging in an absolute riot of mixed metaphors, there is in the hay a needle, and among the sleeping dogs there is one on whom I shall put my foot, and by shoo...
There is at Christmas time a great deal of hypocrisy, honourable hypocrisy, hypocrisy undertaken pour le bon motif, c'est entendu, but nevertheless hypocrisy!
There was only one thing about his own appearance which really pleased Hercule Poirot, and that was the profusion of his moustaches, and the way they responded to grooming and treatment and trimming....
Trains are relentless things, aren't they, Monsieur Poirot? People are murdered and die, but they go on just the same. I am talking nonsense, but you know what I mean.Yes, yes, I know. Life is like a...
Ah, mais c'est Anglais ca, he murmured, everything in black and white, everything clear cut and well defined. But life, it is not like that, Mademoiselle. There are things that are not yet, but which...
The expected has happened, and when the expected happens, it always causes me emotion.
He rose, placed another small log on the fire, sat back down in his armchair, and opened his book.What are you reading? Reggie asked.On a wild night like this? Agatha Christie, of course. I still feel...
I'm never going to believe a Poirot mystery again. Never. All those witnesses going, Yes, I remember it was 3:06 p.m. exactly, because I glanced at the clock as I reached for the sugar tongs, and Lady...
Mr. Satterthwaite looked cheered. Suddenly an idea struck him. His jaw fell. My goodness, he cried, I've only just realized it! That rascal, with his poisoned cocktail! Anyone might have drunk it! It...
Oh! Do not excite yourself. Shall I say that he interested me because he was trying to grow a mustache and as yet the result is poor. Poirot stroked his own magnificent mustache tenderly. It is an art...
Poirot said placidly, One does not, you know, employ merely the muscles. I do not need to bend and measure the footprints and pick up the cigarette ends and examine the bent blades of grass. It is eno...
Put that in your mustache and smoke it.
But Aunt Maureen makes smashing omelettes. Julia Upjohn.She makes smashing omelettes. Poirot's voice was happy. He sighed.Then Hercule Poirot has not lived in vain, he said. It was I who taught your A...
I am not mad. I am eccentric perhaps--at least certain people say so; but as regards my profession. I am very much as one says, 'all there.
Hercule Poirot spread out his hands in his most foreign manner.
These blondes, sir, they're responsible for a lot of trouble.
Don't you know, you idiot, that that is what every fool of a woman says about her child?Miss Bulstrode's thoughts.