One knows so little. When one knows more it is too late.

There is nothing more thrilling in this world, I think, than having a child that is yours, and yet is mysteriously a stranger.

It's like all those quiet people, when they do lose their tempers they lose them with a vengeance.

The truth often does sound unconvincing.

People should be interested in books, not their authors.

There is no detective in England equal to a spinster lady of uncertain age with plenty of time on her hands.

I was thinking, that when my time comes, I should be sorry if the only plea I had to offer was that of justice. Because it might mean that only justice would be meted out to me.