Occupation: Novelist Birth: September 15, 1890 Death: January 12, 1976
You know, Emily was a selfish old woman in her way. She was very generous, but she always wanted a return. She never let people forget what she had d….
But I know human nature, my friend, and I tell you that, suddenly confronted with the possibility of being tried for murder, the most innocent person….
One must accept the fact that we have only one companion in this world, a companion who accompanies us from the cradle to the grave - our own self. G….
I really cannot understand the point of what you're saying. Really,' said Clotilde, looking at her. 'What a very extraordinary person you are. What s….
You'll be glad too, when the end comes..
To feel admiration for a man all through one's married life would, I think, be excessively tedious..
If you've had a happy childhood, nobody can take that away from you..
But no artist, I now realize, can be satisfied with art alone. There is a natural craving for recognition which cannot be gain-said..
It's a mystery to me how anyone ever gets any nourishment in this place. They must eat their meals standing up by the window so as to be sure of not ….
One is alone when the last one who remembers is gone..
Of course I despise money when I haven't got any. It's the only dignified thing to do..
These little grey cells. It is up to them..
Vous eprouves trop d'emotion, Hastings, It affects your hands and your wits. Is that a way to fold a coat? And regard what you have done to my pyjama….
And, of course, afterwards -- one always hears these things afterwards, so much better if one heard them before -- we found out that dozens of empty ….
the science of tomorrow is the supernatural of today..
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..
The whole thing was like a nine-month ocean voyage to which you never got acclimatized..
You have a tendency, Hastings, to prefer the least likely. That, no doubt, is from reading too many detective stories..
... it's always interesting when one doesn't see. If you don't see what a thing means, you must be looking at it wrong way round..
My remarks are, as always, apt, sound, and to the point. (Hercule Poirot).
What an absurdity to go and bury oneself in South America, where they are always having revolutions..