You'll Be Glad Too, When The End

And Yet," Said Poirot, "suppose An Accident-" "ah, No, My Friend-" "from Your Point Of View It Would Be Regrettable, I Agree. But Nevertheless Let Us Just For One Moment Suppose It. Then, Perhaps, All These Here Are Linked Together - By Death.

You Cannot Mix Up Sentiment And Reason.

There's Too Much Tendency To Attribute To God The Evils That Man Does Of His Own Free Will.

To Feel Admiration For A Man All Through One's Married Life Would, I Think, Be Excessively Tedious.

There Is No Fanatic Like A Religious Fanatic.