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You belong to the League of Nations?’ ‘I belong to the world, Madame,’ said Poirot dramatically.

You console me a little, but only a little,’ said Poirot.

You don't appreciate a faithful husband when you've got one,' said Tommy. 'All my friends tell me you never know with husbands,' said Tuppance. 'You have the wrong kind of friends,' said Tommy.

You mean you really want to marry me?" she asked with the air of one getting a thing perfectly clear. "More than anything in the world," I said - and I meant it. "You mean, you're in love with me?" "I'm in love with you." Her eyes were steady and grave. She said: "I think you're the nicest person in the world - but I'm not in love with you." "I'll make you love me." "That wouldn't do. I don't want to be made.

Your idea of a woman is someone who gets on a chair and shrieks if she sees a mouse. That's all prehistoric.

You say your life is your own. But can you dare to ignore the chance that you are taking part in a gigantic drama under the orders of a divine Producer? Your cue may not come till the end of the play--it may be totally unimportant, a mere walking-on part, but upon it may hang the issues of the play if you do not give the cue to another player. The whole edifice may crumple. You as you, may not matter to anyone in the world, but you as a person in a particular place may matter unimaginably.

You start into it, inflamed by an idea, full of hope, full indeed of confidence. If you are properly modest, you will never write it at all, so there has to be one delicious moment when you have thought of something, know just how you are going to write it, rush for a pencil, and start buoyed up with exaltation. You then get into difficulties, don’t see your way out, and finally manage to accomplish more or less what you first meant to accomplish, though losing confidence all the time. Having finished it, you know it is absolutely rotten. A couple of months later, you wonder if it may not be all right after all.

Youth is a failing only too easily outgrown.