At Bertram's Hotel (Miss Marple, #11)

by Agatha Christie

part of an old-fashioned old lady who could hardly be expected to be an authority on nymphomania, and indeed it was not a word that Miss Marple would have used—her own phrase would have been “always too fond of men.”

“Oh yes, but I should say, wouldn’t you, that men were an adventure to her, not a need?”

I learned (what I suppose I really knew already) that one can never go back, that one should not ever try to go back—that the essence of life is going forward. Life is really a One Way Street, isn’t it?”

So many memories…The past fused itself with the present. A French phrase came back to her. Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose. She reversed the wording. Plus c’est la même chose, plus ça change. Both true, she thought.

“The children of Lucifer are often beautiful—And as we know, they flourish like the green bay tree.”