Book: The mystery of the Blue train

- Life is like a train, Mademoiselle. It goes. And I know it well.
Why?
Because trains always arrive at the destination.

Train ruthless, it is true, Monsieur Poirot? People are dying and dying, but still ride trains.

Those who are accustomed only to listen, not just speak for themselves: they keep their sorrows and joys to themselves and anyone they are not tell.

Men are stupid, aren't you, Mademoiselle? Eat, drink, breathe the fresh air is wonderful, Mademoiselle. And only a fool will part with it all only because he had no money, or because his heart is broken.

Squirrel, my good Georges, collects nuts in the autumn, and in winter eats. People, George should learn from their smaller brethren. I always do. I was the cat, sitting at a mouse hole. I was dog walking on the trail and not herded with him. And also, my good Georges, I was a squirrel. I put little facts. Now I take care of their stocks and take out one nut, a nut, which I put - let me see - seventeen years ago.

You can, of course, to love a thief, Mademoiselle, but not a murderer.

But doesn't that charm: to risk everything at once - it's a special feeling.

- Do you think that real life is like in novels? - asked Katherine.
- Why not? Fiction is based on reality.
But it is better than the reality, firmly believes Katherine.

From a beautiful woman nothing to hide.

It is considered that the rich man believes that you can buy everything and everyone, but it's not. I'm a big man in his family, and one big man asks a favor of another big man.

It is a mistake to allow others to tell their stories. After they are usually sorry.

Crazy! Yes, it is crazy! For the first time in her life she went on about the emotions, doing what she knew was a stupid reckless. She was a true daughter of aldina van to realize their own stupidity, and reasonable enough to evaluate their own actions. But she was a true daughter of van Aldina and in another sense. It was his steadfastness: having decided, in that whatever was to follow it. From the cradle she was very headstrong, and all the circumstances of life only contributed to the adoption of this quality. Now with all the ruthlessness she knew it. Yes, everything is at stake. And now she has to go through this.

A lady, a lady in every sense of the word. Not young, not beautiful. But there was something - grey eyes that can not hide. He realized that he was afraid of this woman. In this sense there was something fatal.

The presence of the spirit was his main characteristic, and he is not allowed to be driven in more than one angle.