One Knows So Little. When One Knows

I Am Not Mad. I Am Eccentric Perhaps--at Least Certain People Say So; But As Regards My Profession. I Am Very Much As One Says, 'all There.

Poirot," I Said. "i Have Been Thinking." "an Admirable Exercise My Friend. Continue It.

I Have No Pity For Myself Either. So Let It Be Veronal. But I Wish Hercule Poirot Had Never Retired From Work And Come Here To Grow Vegetable Marrows.

"look Here," I Said, "people Like To Collect Disasters."

Never Tell All You Know—not Even To The Person You Know Best.