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There Is Too Much Tendency To Attribute To God The Evils That Man Does Of His Own Free Will. I Must Concede You The Devil. God Doesn't Really Need To Punish Us, Miss Barton. We're So Busy Punishing Ourselves.

-Agatha Christie

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There Is Too Much Tendency To Attribute To God The Evils That Man Does Of His Own Free Will. I Must Concede You The Devil. God Doesn't Really Need To Punish Us, Miss Barton. We're So Busy Punishing Ourselves.

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If I Were At Any Time To Set Out On A Career Of Deceit, It Would Be Of Miss Marple That I Should Be Afraid.

Best Of An Island Is Once You Get There - You Can't Go Any Farther...you've Come To The End Of Things.

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Everyone Is A Potential Murderer-in Everyone There Arises From Time To Time Thewish To Kill-though Not The Will To Kill.

Never Do Anything Yourself That Others Can Do For You.

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To Every Problem, There Is A Most Simple Solution.

Simple Solutions

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Where Large Sums Of Money Are Concerned, It Is Advisable To Trust Nobody.

... Evil Was, Perhaps, Necessarily Always More Impressive Than Good.

The Human Face Is, After All, Nothing More Nor Less Than A Mask.

Everybody Is Very Much Alike, Really. But Fortunately, Perhaps, They Don't Realise It. - Miss Marple

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That Is Why Most Great Love Stories Are Tragedies.

Tea! Bless Ordinary Everyday Afternoon Tea!

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I Believe, Messieurs, In Loyalty---to One's Friends And One's Family And One's Caste.

Be Sure Thy Sin Will Find Thee Out.

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