Murder on the Orient Express Quotes

If you confront anyone who has lied with the truth, he will usually admit it - often out of sheer surprise. It is only necessary to guess right to produce your effect.

The impossible could not have happened, therefore the impossible must be possible in spite of appearances.

The body—the cage—is everything of the most respectable—but through the bars, the wild animal looks out.

At the small table, sitting very upright, was one of the ugliest old ladies he had ever seen. It was an ugliness of distinction - it fascinated rather than repelled.

The more emotional they feel the less command they have of language.

But I know human nature, my friend, and I tell you that, suddenly confronted with the possibility of being tried for murder, the most innocent person will lose his head and do the most absurd things.

If you will forgive me for being personal-I do not like your face, M. Ratchett.

I am not one to rely upon the expert procedure. It is the psychology I seek, not the fingerprint or the cigarette ash.

I have learned to save myself useless emotion.

I have learned to save myself useless emotion.

Some of us, in the words of the divine Greta Garbo, want to be alone.

How fast you go. You arrive at a conclusion much sooner than I would permit myself to do.

All these here are linked together - by death.

I believe, Messieurs, in loyalty---to one’s friends and one’s family and one’s caste.

The impossible cannot have happened, therefore the impossible must be possible in spite of appearances.

Because, you see, if the man were an invention—a fabrication—how much easier to make him disappear!

The happiness of one man and one woman is the greatest thing in all the world.

It was a woman. Only a woman would stab like that.

Women are like that. When they are enraged they have great strength.

A ridiculous-looking little man. The sort of little man one could never take seriously.

Coffee, then, Madame. You need some stimulant.

Hercule Poirot addressed himself to the task of keeping his moustaches out of the soup.

Say what you like, trial by jury is a sound system.

I suppose I saw photos of him in the papers, but I wouldn’t recognize my own mother when a press photographer had done with her.

The other two waited respectfully while M. Bouc struggled in mental agony.

The little man removed his hat. What an egg-shaped head he had.

If you wish to catch a rabbit you put a ferret into the hole, and if the rabbit is there he runs.