Quotes About Attitude

Now I am old-fashioned. A woman, I consider, should be womanly. I have no patience with the modern neurotic girl who jazzes from morning to night, smokes like a chimney, and uses language which would make a Billingsgate fishwoman blush! I

sitting very upright, was one of the ugliest old ladies he had ever seen.

so many people seem to me not to be either bad or good, but simply, you know, very silly." Mr.

But that is how life is viewed. When you are young, you are YOUNG; when you are in vigour you are a 'VERY strong man'; when your vigour begins to fail, you are OLD. If old, you might as well be as old as possible.

Race nodded. He had only met George's wife once. He had thought her a singularly lovely nitwit—but certainly not a melancholic type.

Oh yes," said Miss Marple fervently. "I always believe the worst. What is so sad is that one is usually justified in doing so.

But you didn't like him?" "Shall we put it that I don't care very much for Americans, sir." "Have you ever been in America?" "No, sir.

Some people are wise - they never expect to be happy. I did.

She looked, I decided this morning, much more like a horse than a human being. In fact she would have been a very nice horse with a little grooming.

There was no self-consciousness in Sarah's manner. There was, indeed, no self-consciousness in her attitude to life. She was interested in humanity and was of a friendly though impatient disposition. "What made you speak to him?" asked Gerard. Sarah shrugged her shoulders. "Why not? I often speak to people traveling. I'm interested in people-in what they do and think and feel.

We Russians, on the contrary, practise prodigality,' she said.

You seem to be a sensible young woman and I don't suppose you've thought much about world politics which is just as well, because as Hamlet very wisely remarked, 'There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

Flora is like all these young girls nowadays, with no veneration for their betters and thinking they know best on every subject under the sun,

If you will forgive me for being personal—I do not like your face, M. Ratchett," he said.

Her sulky mouth twisted into a smile.

Surfing is like that. You are either vigorously cursing or else you are idiotically pleased with yourself.

I do not complain," said Poirot, and proceeded to do so.

One must take the downs with the ups, my friend.

Undoubtedly the fat had certain compensations in life . . . a zest—a gusto—denied to those of more fashionable contours.

That child, said Sophia, is a bit of a problem.

Ferguson was difficult. He sprawled insolently in a chair. "Grand to-do about this business!" he sneered. "What's it really matter? Lots of superfluous women in the world!

You are a philosopher, Mademoiselle." "That implies a detached attitude. I think my attitude is more selfish. I have learned to save myself useless emotion.

Poirot drew himself up in an important manner.

Subdue your melodramatic fancies", said Tommy.