If I were at any time to set out on a career of deceit, it would be of Miss Marple that I should be afraid.

Never worry about what you say to a man. They're so conceited that they never believe you mean it if it's unflattering.

Oh, no, I'm not brave. When a thing is certain, there's nothing to be brave about. All you can do is to find your consolation.

I believe, Messieurs, in loyalty---to one's friends and one's family and one's caste.

Now I am old-fashioned. A woman, I consider, should be womanly. I have no patience with the modern neurotic girl who jazzes from morning to night, smokes like a chimney, and uses language which would make a billingsgate fishwoman blush!

Nobody knows what another person is thinking. They may imagine they do, but they are nearly always wrong.

I am not one to rely upon the expert procedure. It is the psychology I seek, not the fingerprint or the cigarette ash.