I Believe, Messieurs, In Loyalty---to One's Friends

No Sign, So Far, Of Anything Sinister—but I Live In Hope.

A Man When He Is Making Up To Anybody Can Be Cordial And Gallant And Full Of Little Attentions And Altogether Charming. But When A Man Is Really In Love He Can't Help Looking Like A Sheep.

Hercule Poirot: I Am An Imbecile. I See Only Half Of The Picture. Miss Lemon: I Don't Even See That.

What I Feel Is That If One Has Got To Have A Murder Actually Happening In One's House, One Might As Well Enjoy It, If You Know What I Mean.

One Of The Saddest Things In Life, Is The Things One Remembers.