What's wrong with my proposition?" Poirot rose. "If you will forgive me for being personal-I do not like your face, M. Ratchett.

There are doubtless certain unworldly people who are indifferent to money. I myself have never met one.

If you love, you will suffer, and if you do not love, you do not know the meaning of a Christian life.

A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.

Evil is not any superhuman, but it is HUMAN.

Talk and tea is his specialty," said Giles. "He has about five cups of tea a day. But he works splendidly when we are looking.

Where do one's fears come from? Where do they shape themselves? Where do they hide before coming out into the open?