Murder is Easy (Superintendent Battle, #4)

by Agatha Christie

“The wrong is done, past all recall—weep we never so bitterly we can never bring back the dead past—Quoth the raven ‘Nevermore’

They say too many books are written nowadays. I say no—always room for a good one.”

“Truth,” she said, “is seldom romantic.”

A lack of growth somewhere, that, I am convinced, is at the root of much of the cruelty and stupid brutality in the world today. One must put away childish things—”

Her replies were given in an even tone, without emphasis or even much interest. But behind what she said, there was, he felt convinced, something not put into words.

“No one human being knows the full truth about another human being.”

“Mens sana in corpore sano,”

Mind you, I’m not saying marriage doesn’t come hard on a fellow at first. It does. Fellow says to himself, damn it all, he says, I can’t call my soul my own! But he gets broken in. It’s all discipline.”

“You married?” inquired the major. “No.” “Ah, well, you’ll come to it. And mind you, my boy, there’s nothing like it.” “It’s always cheering,” said Luke, “to hear someone speak well of the marriage state. Especially in these days of easy divorce.” “Pah!” said the major. “Young people make me sick. No stamina—no endurance. They can’t stand anything. No fortitude!”

She murmured: “Be kind to me—please. I’ve been hurt so much.”

anyone’s safety depends principally on the fact that nobody wishes to kill them?”

“I shan’t be caught napping, I can assure you.”

“Liking is more important than loving. It lasts.