Evil never goes unpunished, Monsieur. But the punishment is sometimes secret. — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“If my Rolls-Royce splashes you with mud as you’re waiting for a bus, you’ll know that I’ve taken to crime.” — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“His interest lay wholly in the crime—swooning middle-aged ladies did not interest him at all.” — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“It’s so dreadfully easy...killing people… And you begin to feel that it doesn’t matter…That it’s only you that matters! It’s dangerous...that.” — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“A murderer is seldom content with one crime. Give him time, and a lack of suspicion, and he’ll commit another” — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
Loyalty it is a pestilential thing in crime. Again and again it obscures the truth — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
Crime is terribly revealing. Try and vary your methods as you will, your tastes, your habits, your attitude of mind, and your… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“It is romantic, yes,’ agreed Hercule Poirot. ‘It is peaceful. The sun shines. The sea is blue. But you forget, Miss Brewster,… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“If one could order a crime as one does a dinner, what would you choose? . . . Let’s review the menu.… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“It's all very well to talk like that,” said Mr. Rafiel. “We, you say? What do you think I can do about… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“there isn't such a thing as a murderer who commits crimes at random. Either he removes people who stand (however insignificantly) in… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
Downstairs in the lounge, by the third pillar from the left, there sits an old lady with a sweet, placid, spinsterish face… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“Like a good detective story myself. Lots of nonsense written, though. Criminal discovered in last Chapter. Everyone dumbfounded. Real crime - you'd… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“I like a good detective story," he said. "But, you know, they begin in the wrong place! They begin with the murder. But the murder is the end. The story begins long before that—years before sometimes with all the causes and events that bring certain people to a certain place at a certain time on a certain day.” — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“This seems to have taken me a long way from detective stories, but explains, perhaps, why I have got more interest in… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“She breathed an enormous sigh, looked at Poirot, Looked away, and suddenly blurted out, "You're too old. Nobody told me you were… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“The Roar of the engine penetrated through Bertram's Hotel from the street outside. Colonel Luscombe perceived that Ladislaus Malinowski was one of… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“It was Anthony Marston who disagreed with the majority. 'A bit unsporting, what?' he said. 'Ought to ferret out the mystery before… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
One must accept the fact that we have only one companion in this world, a companion who accompanies us from the cradle to the… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“I like to see an angry Englishman," said Poirot. "They are very amusing. The more emotional they feel the less command they have of… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“Now, as I expect you know, there is nothing more cruel than talk, and there is nothing more difficult to combat. When people say… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“A child says ‘Thank God for my good dinner’. What can I say at seventy-five? ‘Thank God for my good life, and for all… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“I'm afraid I always find Shakespeare terribly dreary. All those long scenes where everybody is drunk and it's supposed to be funny.” — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“Either her dream had taken a very odd turn or else - or else Mary had really rushed into the room and had said… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“Every murderer is probably somebody’s old friend,” observed Poirot philosophically. “You cannot mix up sentiment and reason.” — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“Well, of course, it was not any of my business but you get very queer glimpses of life sometimes, and you can't help speculating… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“Mr. Satterthwaite looked cheered. Suddenly an idea struck him. His jaw fell. "My goodness," he cried, "I've only just realized it! That rascal, with… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“The old gentleman refuses to have the telephone which he regards as a device of the devil, and on a par with radio, television,… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“That’s how they do it, these girls! Othello charmed Desdemona by telling her stories, but, oh, didn’t Desdemona charm Othello by the way she… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
It is ridiculous to set a detective story in New York City. New York City is itself a detective story. — Agatha Christie Copy Share
“Poirot, watching him, felt suddenly a doubt--an uncomfortable twinge. Was there, here, something that he had missed? Some richness of the spirit? Sadness crept… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
Then there are some minor points that strike me as suggestive - for instance, the position of Mrs. Hubbard's sponge bag, the name of… — Agatha Christie Copy Share
