Character: miss Jane Marple

I know many cases when the most beautiful, ethereal girls have shown a complete lack of scruples, although, of course, gentlemen never agree to believe it.

Jealousy is a cruel feeling, it burns everything with his fire.

Most of us have flaws, and work around the house allows them to manifest very soon!

The depravity of human nature knows no limit.

So often some things are similar to other. Sometimes this leads to true thought.

... I prefer the old-fashioned doctors young. They removed our teeth, rip out your tonsils cut out of our entrails, and then say that I can't help you, because nothing of us left. So I would love to be treated the old fashioned way. Large bottle of medications... They can always be poured into the sink.

- I just realized that I lost. Bunny was the only thread linking me with the past. The only one who remembered.
- I know. A person becomes lonely when dies the last... the Last person who remembered everything.

If people don't want to speak quietly, inevitably think that they have nothing against the fact to be heard.

Fiends are often beautiful. And, as you know, they often prosper in this life.

... Back impossible, and trying is not worth it. The essence of life is to move forward.

He's just like a young saleswoman in a Shoe shop that wants to force you to buy patent leather pumps, because she has just your size, does not want to hear that you are in need of simple calf shoes.

- I believe St Mary's Mead, pointedly rapped he puddle with standing water.
He looked at everyone defiantly, waiting for objections, but no one protested; I think it disappointed him.
The comparison is not very good, dear Raymond, quickly said miss Marple. - I think if you look through a microscope at a drop of water from stagnant puddles, life is there, on the contrary, and boils.
- Certainly, it is teeming with every detail - said the writer.
- But it's also life, in principle, little different from any other, ' said miss Marple.
- You equate yourself with infusoria from stagnant puddles, aunt Jane?
- My dear, this is the main idea of your latest novel, I remembered.
Witty young people usually do not like it when their own sayings used against them.

- Do not you think, miss Marple, I said, that we are all too inclined to gossip about their neighbors? Virtue does not think evil, you know. You can cause untold damage, allowing yourself to be talking nonsense and dismiss the malicious gossip.
- My dear vicar, ' replied miss Marple, you man not of this world. I'm afraid that human nature, which I have observed for so long, not as perfect as we would like. Of course, idle chatter is the case of sinners and evil, but because it so often turns out to be true, isn't it?
The last Parthian arrow hit the target.

Darling, you are so young. Youth is so inexperienced and gullible! <...> Naturally, you always think about all only good.