The illusion that freedom is the prerogative of one's own particular race is fairly widespread. Dr Gerard was wiser. He knew that no race, no country and no individual could be described as free. But he also knew that there were different degrees of bondage.

Agatha Christie

Agatha Christie

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Nationality: British

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A slightly uncommon condition of the some-long-word. Nothing at all serious, but it just needs putting right. A simple treatment.

Life was not a matter of safety— it must be hazarded to win the game.

The great thing in these cases is to keep an absolutely open mind. Most crimes, you see, are so absurdly simple.

Race nodded. He had only met George's wife once. He had thought her a singularly lovely nitwit—but certainly not a melancholic type.

Imagination is a good servant, and a bad master. The simplest explanation is always the most likely.

Intuition is like reading a word without having to spell it out. A child can't do that because it has had so little experience. A grown-up person knows the word because they've seen it often before.

If I were dead, the first thing you'd do, with the tears streaming down your face, would be to start modelling some damned mourning woman or some figure of grief.

Our weapon is our knowledge. But remember, it may be a knowledge we may not know that we possess.

Evil never goes unpunished, Monsieur. But the punishment is sometimes secret.

Fellow has the wrong clothes and all that. French chap-or Belgian. Queer fellow, but he's got the goods all right.

Yew berries? Berries or leaves. Highly poisonous. Taxine, of course, is the alkaloid.

Coffee, then, Madame. You need some stimulant.

When you're in the middle of a nightmare, something ordinary is the only hope. Anyway, ordinary things are the best. I've always thought so.

At a small table, sitting very upright, was one of the ugliest old ladies he had ever seen. It was an ugliness of distinction—it fascinated rather than repelled.