Agatha Christie
Agatha Christie
Dame Agatha Mary Clarissa Christie, Lady Mallowan, DBEwas an English crime novelist, short story writer and playwright. She also wrote six romances under the name Mary Westmacott including Giant's Bread, but she is best known for the 66 detective novels and 14 short story collections that she wrote under her own name, most of which revolve around the investigative work of such characters as Hercule Poirot, Jane Marple, Parker Pyne, Ariadne Oliver, Harley Quin/Mr Satterthwaite and Tommy and Tuppence Beresford...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth15 September 1890
CityTorquay, England
Agatha Christie quotes about
Real evidence is usually vague and unsatisfactory. It has to be examined---sifted. But here the whole thing is cut and dried. No, my friend, this evidence has been very cleverly manufactured---so cleverly that it has defeated its own ends.
No, my friend, I am not drunk. I have just been to the dentist, and need not return for another six months! Is it not the most beautiful thought? --Poirot
Words are such uncertain things, they so often sound well but mean the opposite of what one thinks they do.
It's so much nicer to be a secret and delightful sin to anybody than to be a feather in his cap.
There is no detective in England equal to a spinster lady of uncertain age with plenty of time on her hands.
Authors were shy, unsociable creatures, atoning for their lack of social aptitude by inventing their own companions and conversations.
Plots come to me at such odd moments, when I am walking along the street, or examining a hat shop… suddenly a splendid idea comes into my head.
There are questions that you don't ask because you're afraid of the answers to them.
It's not a man's working hours that are important--it's his leisure hours. That's the mistake we all make.
And if you cast down an idol, there's nothing left.
I always take abroad with me one really good soft pillow--to me it makes all the difference between comfort and misery.
That was what, ultimately, war did to you. It was not the physical dangers--the mines at sea, the bombs from the air, the crisp ping of a rifle bullet as you drove over a desert track. No, it was the spiritual danger of learning how much easier life was if you ceased to think.
Poirot: Do not allow Hate into your heart, for it will make a home there. Jackie: If Love cannot live there, Hate works just as well.
You agree - I'm sure you agree that beauty is the only thing worth living for.