Agatha Christie Quotes
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God bless my soul, woman, the more personal you are the better! This is a story of human beings - not dummies! Be personal - be prejudiced - be catty - be anything you please! Write the thing your own way. We can always prune out the bits that are libellous afterwards!
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'It makes me madder than a hornet to be disbelieved,' she explained.
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Men are made fools by the gleaming limbs of women, and, lo, in a minute they are become discolored carnelians. A trifle, a little, the likeness of a dream. And death comes as the end.
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I like to inquire into everything. Hercule Poirot is a good dog. The good dog follows the scent, and if, regrettably, there is no scent to follow, he noses around - seeking always something that is not very nice.
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'Eh bien, Mademoiselle, all through my life I have observed one thing - 'All one wants one gets!' Who knows?' His face screwed itself up comically. 'You may get more than you bargain for.'
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'Pilar - remember - nothing is so boring as devotion.'
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What beats me - it always does - is how a man can be so clever and yet be such a perfect fool.
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How convenient if you could ring up Harrods and say ‘Please send along two good murderers, will you?’
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To commit a successful murder must be very much like bringing off a conjuring trick.
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Mrs. Oliver in her own opinion was famous for her intuition. One intuition succeeded another with remarkable rapidity, and Mrs. Oliver always claimed the right to justify the particular intuition which turned out to be right!
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I can imagine anything! That's the trouble with me. I can imagine things now - this minute. I could even make them sound all right, but of course none of them would be true.
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I could think of nothing more insufferable than members of one’s own gang dropping in full of sympathy and their own affairs.
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I have, perhaps, too professional a point of view where deaths are concerned. They are divided, in my mind, into two classes - deaths which are my affair and deaths which are not my affair - and though the latter class is infinitely more numerous - nevertheless whenever I come in contact with death I am like the dog who lifts his head and sniffs the scent.
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Plymouth, Gwenda thought, as she moved forward obediently in the queu for Passports and Customs, was probably not the best of England.
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An Englishman thinks first of his work - his job, he calls it - and then of his sport, and last - a good way last - of his wife.
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'Jerry had an expensive public school education, so he doesn’t recognize Latin when he hears it,' said Joanna
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It would be difficult Bland thought, to forget Hercule Poirot, and this not entirely for complimentary reasons.
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We shall not hunt together again, my friend. Our first hunt was here - and our last … They were good days, Yes, they have been good days...
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'Do you always travel first-class, Mr. Hardman?' 'Yes, sir. The firm pays my travelling expenses.' He winked.
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'Here are my roses. Like ’em?' 'They’re beautiful,' said Laura politely. 'On the whole,' said Mr. Baldock, 'I prefer them to human beings. They don’t last as long for one thing.'
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She broke off, unable to find words to frame her struggling thoughts. What life would be with Hori, she did not know. In spite of his gentleness, in spite of his love for her, he would remain in some respects incalculable and incomprehensible. They would share moments of great beauty and richness together - but what of their common daily life?
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From a distance he had the bland aspect of a philanthropist.
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Never mind. I knew - that was the great thing.
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I do not argue with obstinate men. I act in spite of them.