Your not reliable. You wouldn't be at all a comfortable sort of person to live with.

Where do one's fears come from? Where do they shape themselves? Where do they hide before coming out into the open?

Dogs are wise. They crawl away into a quiet corner and lick their wounds and do not rejoin the world until they are whole once more.

I didn't want to work. It was as simple as that. I distrusted work, disliked it. I thought it was a very bad thing that the human race had unfortunately invented for itself.

Everybody always knows something," said Adam, "even if it's something they don't know they know.

I always think loyalty's such a tiresome virtue.

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