... there are many to whom money has no personal appeal, but who can be tempted by the power it confers.

Downstairs in the lounge, by the third pillar from the left, there sits an old lady with a sweet, placid, spinsterish face and a mind that has plumbed the depths of human iniquity and taken it all as in the day's work....where crime is concerned, she's the goods.

I have often had occasion to notice how, where a direct question would fail to elicit a response, a false assumption brings instant information in the form of a contradiction.

Instinct is a marvelous thing. It can neither be explained nor ignored.

It's astonishing in this world how things don't turn out at all the way you expect them to.

One doesn't recognize the really important moments in one's life until it's too late.

I do not argue with obstinate men. I act in spite of them.