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There were to be no short cuts to the truth. Instead he would have to adopt a longer, but a reasonably sure method. There would have to be conversation. Much conversation. For in the long run, either through a lie, or through truth, people were bound to give themselves away...
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I have always been so sure - too sure... But now I am very humble and I say like a little child: 'I do not know...'
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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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There is always something about conscious tact that is very irritating.
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'There’s no reason why women shouldn’t behave like rational beings,' said Simon stolidly. Poirot said dryly: 'Quite frequently they do. That is even more upsetting!'
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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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She shrugged her shoulders slightly. 'What can one do?' 'You are a philosopher, Mademoiselle.'
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'This affair must all be unravelled from within.' He tapped his forehead. 'These little grey cells. It is ‘up to them’ - as you say over here.'
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How true is the saying that man was forced to invent work in order to escape the strain of having to think.
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I have a certain experience of the way people tell lies.
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These little things are very significant.
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'Well, what are you doing? What have you done?' 'I am sitting in this char,' said Poirot. 'Thinking,' he added. 'Is that all?' said Mrs. Oliver. 'It is the important thing,' said Poirot.
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Blood tells - always remember that - blood tells.
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‘You’re frightfully BBC in your language this afternoon, Albert,’ said Tuppance, with some exasperation. Albert looked slightly taken aback and reverted to a more natural form of speech. ‘I was listening to a very interesting talk on pond life last night,’ he explained.
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'It makes me madder than a hornet to be disbelieved,' she explained.
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Oh, dear, it's quite true what Dr. Reilly said. How does one stop writing? If I could find a really good telling phrase... Like the one M. Poirot used. In the name of Allah, the Merciful, the Compassionate... Something like that.
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‘I have often noticed that being a devoted wife saps the intellect,’ murmured Tommy.
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'You do well. Method and order, they are everything,' replied Poirot.
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It all came together then, you see - all the various isolated bits - and made a coherent pattern.
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You have an excellent heart, my friend - but your grey cells are in a deplorable condition.
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Harold Waring, like many other Englishmen, was a bad linguist.
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'It makes her rather alarming,' I said. 'Sincerity has that effect,' said Miss Marple.
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The fellow is an absolute outsider, anyone can see that. He’s got a great black beard, and wears patent leather boots in all weathers!
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‘If one approaches a problem with order and method there should be no difficulty in solving it - none whatever,’ said Pirot severely.
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