One Is Alone When The Last One

I've A Theory That One Can Always Get Anything One Wants If One Will Pay The Price. And Do You Know What The Price Is, Nine Times Out Of Ten? Compromise.

The Rottenness Comes From Within.

There's No Agony Like [getting Started]. You Sit In A Room, Biting Pencils, Looking At A Typewriter, Walking About, Or Casting Yourself Down On A Sofa, Feeling You Want To Cry Your Head Off.

I Specialize In Murders Of Quiet, Domestic Interest.

One Is Alone When The Last One Who Remembers Is Gone.