My remarks are, as always, apt, sound, and to the point. (Hercule Poirot)

I am all that there is of the most real.

You should employ your little grey cells.

how tedious is retirement! You cannot imagine to yourself the monotony with which day comes after day.

Vous eprouves trop d'emotion, Hastings, It affects your hands and your wits. Is that a way to fold a coat? And regard what you have done to my pyjamas. If the hairwash breaks what will befall them?' 'Good heavens, Poirot,' I cried, 'this is a matter of life and death. What does it matter what happens to our clothes?' 'You have no sense of proportion Hastings. We cannot catch a train earlier than the time that it leaves, and to ruin one's clothes will not be the least helpful in preventing a murder.

Juliet singles out Romeo. Desdemona claims Othello. They have no doubts, the young, no fear, no pride.

Wonderful things, horses. Never know what they will do, or won't do.