In The Midst Of Life, We Are

You Are The Patient One, Mademoiselle,' Said Poirot To Miss Debenham. She Shrugged Her Shoulders Slightly. 'what Else Can One Do?' You Are A Philosopher, Mademoiselle.' That Implies A Detached Attitude. I Think My Attitude Is More Selfish. I Have Learned To Save Myself Useless Emotion.

It's A Mystery To Me How Anyone Ever Gets Any Nourishment In This Place. They Must Eat Their Meals Standing Up By The Window So As To Be Sure Of Not Missing Anything.

Tea! Bless Ordinary Everyday Afternoon Tea!

No Innocent Person Ever Has An Alibi.

If You Ask Me, Nobody Really Likes People Who Are Always Doing Their Duty.