Quotes About Trust

About Miss Debenham," he said rather awkwardly. "You can take it from me that she's all right. She's a pukka sahib. "What," asked Dr. Constantine with interest, "does a pukka sahib mean?" "It means," said Poirot, "that Miss Debenham's father and brothers were at the same kind of school as Colonel Arbuthnot was." "Oh!" said Dr. Constantine, disappointed. "Then it has nothing to do with the crime at all." "Exactly," said Poirot.

The police, they're seemingly so frank, and they tell you nothing.

A woman would know all right about her own husband.

I can look after her all right, sir," said Tommy, at exactly the same minute as Tuppence said, "I can take care of myself.

And anyway, a man has no business to let himself be made a fool of by a woman. It's his own look out if he does.

The police, as servants of law, must be of a high order of integrity. For their word is perforce believed by the virtue of their profession.

Let me tell you this, Hastings. She would never forgive me if I let Alfred Inglethorp, her husband, be arrested now—when a word from me could save him!

Edward turned to Miss Marple. "It's like this, you see. As Uncle Mathew grew older, he got more and more suspicious. He didn't trust anybody." "Very wise of him," said Miss Marple. "The depravity of human nature is unbelievable.

My whole belief in life was based on the fact that [she] loved me.

Lies--and again lies--it amazes me, the amount of lies we had told to us this morning." "There are more still to discover," said Poirot cheerfully.

Linnet laughed. 'Why, I haven't got an enemy in the world.

You can always depend on an Englishman to play the game

There is nothing so dangerous for any one who has something to hide as conversation!

The Lord is mindful of his own." "Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day….

Now, I dare say you modern young people will laugh, but when I am in really bad trouble I always say a little prayer to myself—anywhere, when I am walking along the street, or at a bazaar. And I always get an answer. It may be some trifling thing, apparently quite unconnected with the subject, but there it is. I had that text pinned over my bed when I was a little girl: Ask and you shall receive.

The family would come under suspicion," he said, "and it might remain under suspicion for a long time—perhaps for ever. If one of the family was guilty it is possible that they themselves would not know which one. They would look at each other and—wonder … Yes, that's what would be the worst of all. They themselves would not know which…

My good Japp, is it possible that you throw the mud in my eyes? I know well enough that it is the Chinaman you suspect. But you are so artful. You want me to help you—and yet you drag the red kipper across the trail.

I wonder if husbands know as much about their wives as they think they do. If I had a husband, I should hate him to bring home orphans without consulting me first.

Every man should have aunts. They illustrate the triumph of guess work over logic.

They were silent with the comfortable silence of two people who know each other very well indeed.

No," said Tuppence thoughtfully, "he didn't believe it. That's the curious part about speaking the truth. No one does believe it.

Women were all the same. They promised to burn things and then didn't.

You won't tell anyone, will you?' began Emily, knowing well that of all openings on earth this one is the most certain to provoke interest and sympathy.

One should never go by what people say.