Any coincidencce is worth noticing. You can throw it away later if it is only a coincidence.

You know, Emily was a selfish old woman in her way. She was very generous, but she always wanted a return. She never let people forget what she had done for them - and, that way she missed love.

Be sure thy sin will find thee out.

The rottenness comes from within.

You have a tendency, Hastings, to prefer the least likely. That, no doubt, is from reading too many detective stories.

Difficulties are made to be overcome ~ Miss Felicity Lemon, Agatha Christie's Poirot: The Plymouth Express

Words, mademoiselle, are only the outer clothing of ideas.