No sign, so far, of anything sinister—but I live in hope.

Jealousy, you know, is usually not an affair of causes. It is much more-how shall I say?-fundamental than that. Based on the knowledge that one's love is not returned. And so one goes on waiting, watching, expecting...that the loved one will turn to someone else.

Prisoners at the bar, have you anything to say in your defence?

Words are such uncertain things, they so often sound well but mean the opposite of what one thinks they do.

I admit," I said, "that a second murder in a book often cheers things up." - Hastings

In old days the public didn't really mind much about accuracy, but nowadays readers take it upon themselves to write to authors on every possible occasion, pointing out flaws.

Truth, however bitter, can be accepted, and woven into a design for living.