God gives every bird his worm, but He does not throw it into the nest.
Human kindness is like a defective tap, the first gush may be impressive but the stream soon dries up.
I believe that political correctness can be a form of linguistic fascism, and it sends shivers down the spine of my generation who went to war against fascism.
In 1930s mysteries, all sorts of motives were credible which aren't credible today, especially motives of preventing guilty sexual secrets from coming out. Nowadays, people sell their guilty sexual secrets.
It was not... that she was unaware of the frayed and ragged edges of life. She would merely iron them out with a firm hand and neatly hem them down.
It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.
No one has it who isn't capable of genuinely liking others, at least at the actual moment of meeting and speaking.
She was a buxom grandmother noted for her detective stories, who gazed mournfully at the camera as if deploring either the bloodiness of her craft or the size of her advance.
There comes a time when every scientist, even God, has to write off an experiment.
We English are good at forgiving our enemies; it releases us from the obligation of liking our friends.
What a child doesn't receive he can seldom later give.
What the detective story is about is not murder but the restoration of order.
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