What I feel is that if one has got to have a murder actually happening in one's house, one might as well enjoy it, if you know what I mean.

When you find that people are not telling you the truth---look out!

She was a lucky woman who had established a happy knack of writing what quite a lot of people wanted to read.

It is odd how, when you have a secret belief of your own which you do not wish to acknowledge, the voicing of it by someone else will rouse you to a fury of denial.

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

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.

I'm afraid of death... Yes, but that doesn't stop death coming.