Many years ago, when I was once saying sadly to Max it was a pity I couldn't have taken up archaeology when I was a girl, so as to be more knowledgeable on the subject, he said, 'Don't you realize that at this moment you know more about prehistoric pottery than any woman in England?'

I don't know. I don't know at all. And that's what's frightening the life out of me. To have no idea.

Who are you? You don't belong to the police?' 'I am better than the police,' said Poirot. He said it without conscious arrogance. It was, to him, a simple statement of fact.

What they need is a little immorality in their lives. Then they wouldn't be so busy looking for it in other people's.

Tea! Bless ordinary everyday afternoon tea!

Self-preservation's a man's first duty. And natives don't mind dying, you know. They don't feel about it as Europeans do.

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.