One Does What One Can, Not What

The Simplest Explanation Is Always The Most Likely.

If You Are To Be Hercule Poirot, You Must Think Of Everything.

I Didn't Want To Work. It Was As Simple As That. I Distrusted Work, Disliked It. I Thought It Was A Very Bad Thing That The Human Race Had Unfortunately Invented For Itself.

Sitting Here With One's Knitting, One Just Sees The Facts. -"the Blood-stained Pavement

She Was A Lucky Woman Who Had Established A Happy Knack Of Writing What Quite A Lot Of People Wanted To Read.