He laughs best who laughs at the end.
You agree - I'm sure you agree that beauty is the only thing worth living for.
I have a certain experience of the way people tell lies.
There is something about conscious tact that is very irritating.
You're shocked, Mr. Burton, at hearing what our gossiping little town thinks. I can tell you this - they always think the worst!
Everything has got its right size. When it is its right size and well run it's the tops.
I've got an uncle myself. Nobody should be held responsible for their uncles. Nature's little throwbacks - that's how I look at it.
I am not one to rely upon the expert procedure. It is the psychology I seek, not the fingerprint or the cigarette ash.
The whole thing was like a nine-month ocean voyage to which you never got acclimatized.
Beastly things, teeth. Give us trouble from the cradle to the grave.
They tried to be too clever---and that was their undoing.
Sitting here with one's knitting, one just sees the facts. -"The Blood-Stained Pavement
Wonderful things, horses. Never know what they will do, or won't do.
There hung about her the restrained energy of a whiplash.
And if you cast down an idol, there's nothing left.
Juliet singles out Romeo. Desdemona claims Othello. They have no doubts, the young, no fear, no pride.
Poirot: Do not allow Hate into your heart, for it will make a home there. Jackie: If Love cannot live there, Hate works just as well.
Why shouldn't I hate her? She did the worst thing to me that anyone can do to anyone else. Let them believe that they're loved and wanted and then show them that it's all a sham.
It had come about exactly in the way things happened in books.
Prisoners at the bar, have you anything to say in your defence?
Self-preservation's a man's first duty. And natives don't mind dying, you know. They don't feel about it as Europeans do.
There is no question of defence. I have always acted in accordance with the dictates of my conscience. I have nothing with which to reproach myself.
What's wrong with my proposition?" Poirot rose. "If you will forgive me for being personal-I do not like your face, M. Ratchett.
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.
She didn't give George any too easy a time when she was alive. She was one of those semi-invalids – I believe she had really something wrong with her, but whatever it was she played it for all it was worth. She was capricious, exacting, unreasonable. She complained from morning to night. George was expected to wait on her, hand and foot and everything he did was always wrong and he got cursed for it. Most men, I'm fully convinced, would have hit her with a hatchet long ago.
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