Everyone likes talking about himself. - Hercule Poirot

It is ridiculous to set a detective story in New York City. New York City is itself a detective story.

I think, myself, that one's memories represent those moments which, insignificant as they may seem, nevertheless represent the inner self and oneself as most really oneself.

Don't think. That is the wrong way to bring anything back. Let it go. Sooner or later it will flash into your mind.

A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world.

There is no question of defence. I have always acted in accordance with the dictates of my conscience. I have nothing with which to reproach myself.

Ah, but life is like that! It does not permit you to arrange and order it as you will. It will not permit you to escape emotion, to live by the intellect and by reason! You cannot say, 'I will feel so much and no more.' Life, Mr. Welman, whatever else it is, is not reasonable. [Hercule Poirot]