Quotes About Crime

They say all the world loves a lover—apply that saying to murder and you have an even more infallible truth.

I have always disapproved of murder.

And that very same evening - that very same evening - Lord Edgware dies. Good title that, by the way. Lord Edgware Dies. Look well on a book stall.

Very unfortunately, she had no husband. She had never had a husband, and therefore did not kill a husband.

Some of the greatest criminals I have known had the faces of angels.

Miss Howard: Like a good detective story myself. Lots of nonsense written, though. Criminal discovered in last Chapter. Everyone dumbfounded. Real crime - you'd know at once.

It's so dreadfully easy...killing people… And you begin to feel that it doesn't matter…That it's only you that matters! It's dangerous...that.

Murder is a nasty business on an empty stomach.

What does one say to a woman who has just killed her husband?

There are crimes that cannot be brought home to their perpetrators. Instance the Rogerses'. Another instance, old Wargrave, who committed his murder strictly within the law.

In fact,' said Poirot, 'she stabbed him in the dark, not realising that he was dead already, but somehow deduced that he had a watch in his pyjama pocket, took it out, put back the hands blindly and gave it the requisite dent.

They found he'd had a lethal dose of something that only a doctor could pronounce properly. As far as I remember it sounds vaguely like di-flor, hexagonal-ethylcarbenzol. That's not the right name. But that's roughly what it sounds like.

But I don't doubt it will be essentially the same type of crime. The details may be different, but the essentials underlying them will be the same. It's odd, but a criminal gives himself away every time by that. Man is an unoriginal animal," said Hercule Poirot. "Women," said Mrs. Oliver, " are capable of infinite variation. I should never commit the same type of murder twice running." "Don't you ever write the same plot twice running?" asked Battle.

It has just happened that I have found myself in the vicinity of murder rather more often than would seem normal.

Loyalty it is a pestilential thing in crime. Again and again it obscures the truth.

Where there is murder, anything can happen.

Hemlock in the cocktails, wasn't it? Something of that kind.

And briefly and succinctly, he put Miss Marple's theory of the crime before the doctor, ending up with her final suggestion.

You must remember, too," he added, "that we deal with no ordinary criminal, but with the second greatest brain in the world." I forbore to pander to his conceit by asking the obvious question.

A murderer is seldom content with one crime.

I've no patience with modern humanitarian scruples about capital punishment.

We will sit here and drink coffee, and you shall all three listen to Hercule Poirot while he gives you a lecture on crime.

If you must be Sherlock Holmes," she observed, "I'll get you a nice little syringe and a bottle labelled cocaine, but for God's sake leave that violin alone.

They are never really dead, these super criminals