He laughs best who laughs at the end.
A man doesn't wasnt to feel that a woman cares more for him than he cares for her. He doesn't want to feel owned, body and soul. It's that damned possessive attitude. This man is mine---he belongs to me! He wants to get away --- to get free. He wants to own his woman; he doesn't want her to own him.(Simon Boyle)
The amount of missing girls I've had to trace and their family and their friends always say the same thing. 'She was a bright and affectionate disposition and had no men friends'. That's never true. It's unnatural. Girls ought to have men friends. If not, then there's something wrong about them.
I was thinking, that when my time comes, I should be sorry if the only plea I had to offer was that of justice. Because it might mean that only justice would be meted out to me.
Your not reliable. You wouldn't be at all a comfortable sort of person to live with.
They tried to be too clever---and that was their undoing.
It is my experience that no one, in the course of conversation, can fail to give themselves away sooner or later. Everyone has an irresistible urge to talk about themselves.
That is what I mean. A bath! The receptacle of porcelain, one turns the taps and fills it, one gets in, one gets out and ghoosh - ghoosh - ghoosh, the water goes down the waste pipe!" "M. Poirot are you quite mad?" "No, I am extremely sane.
There hung about her the restrained energy of a whiplash.
To all those who lead monotonous lives in the hope that they may experience at second hand the delights and dangers of adventure. [author's dedication]
I am not one to rely upon the expert procedure. It is the psychology I seek, not the fingerprint or the cigarette ash.
Sitting here with one's knitting, one just sees the facts. -"The Blood-Stained Pavement
the detective's highest talent lay in the gentle art of seeking favours under the guise of conferring them!
She was a lucky woman who had established a happy knack of writing what quite a lot of people wanted to read.
Wonderful things, horses. Never know what they will do, or won't do.
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 moustache, let it be a real moustache-a thing of beauty such as mine.
There is something about conscious tact that is very irritating.
Fey...a Scotch word...It means the kind of exalted happiness that comes before disaster. You know--it's too good to be true.
He was very much a man of moods, possibly owing to what is styled the artistic temperment. I have never seen, myself, why the possession of artistic ability should be supposed to excuse a man from a decent exercise of self-control.
Love is not everything ... It is only when we are young that we think it is.
I never can stand seeing people pleased with themselves,” said Joanna. “It arouses all my worst instincts.
Everything has got its right size. When it is its right size and well run it's the tops.
The whole thing was like a nine-month ocean voyage to which you never got acclimatized.
Everybody always knows something," said Adam, "even if it's something they don't know they know.
Many friends have said to me, 'I never know when you write your books, because I've never seen you writing, or even seen you go away to write.' I must behave rather as dogs do when they retire with a bone; they depart in a secretive manner and you do not see them again for an odd half hour. They return self-consciously with mud on their noses. I do much the same.
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