Conversations are always dangerous, if you have something to hide.
If the thing you want beyond anything cannot be, it is much better to recognize it and go forward, instead of dwelling on one’s regrets and hopes.
What alchemy there was in human beings.
Mr. Beresford put down the Daily Mail, which he was reading, and applauded with somewhat unnecessary vigour. He was politely requested by his colleague not to be an ass.
Human curiosity. Such a very interesting thing. Think of what we owe to it throughout history. It is said to be usually associated with the cat. Curiosity killed the cat. But I should say really that the Greeks were the inventors of curiosity.
You’re a man milliner, Poirot. I never notice what people have on.” “You should join a nudist colony.
Bottled, was he?” Said Colonel Bantry, with an Englishman’s sympathy for alcoholic excess. “Oh, well, can’t judge a fellow by what he does when he’s drunk? When I was at Cambridge, I remember I put a certain utensil – well – well, nevermind.
You surprise me, Hastings. Do you not know that all celebrated detectives have brothers who would be even more celebrated than they are were it not for constitutional indolence?
In fact-Dr. Sheppard!
Bagi sebagian orang kebenaran itu penting, sebab mereka dapat menerimanya. Mereka dapat menghadapi kebenaran dengan tabah – ketabahan yang hanya dimiliki orang-orang yang mengharapkan kehidupan yang cerah.
I dare say it is good for one now and again to realize what an idiot one can be! But no one relishes the process.
It is romantic, yes,’ agreed Hercule Poirot. ‘It is peaceful. The sun shines. The sea is blue. But you forget, Miss Brewster, there is evil everywhere under the sun’.
Yes, yes-you will give him the earth-because you love him. Love him too much for safety or for happiness. But you cannot give to people what they are incapable of receiving.
He was at the stage of a meal when one becomes philosophic.
They say all the world loves a lover – apply that saying to murder and you have an even more infallible truth.
So I suggest you cut the cackle and come to the horses.
Hercule Poirot spread out his hands in his most foreign manner.
Hemlock in the cocktails, wasn’t it? Something of that kind.
I successfully chloroformed a hedgehog that was entangled in the tennis net and so managed to release it.
Maybe it is because I am an old man, but I find, M. Poirot, that there is something about the defenselessness of youth that moves me to tears. Youth is so vulnerable. It is so ruthless – so sure. So generous and so demanding.