Quotes About Agatha

The thing with 'The Girl with a Dragon Tattoo' is that is it's like an Agatha Christie plot, and an investigating journalist is also a classic character.

Passenger to Frankfurt ends with an affirmation in 'hope', 'faith' and 'benevolence'. So Agatha would have been shocked and grieved by the twenty-first century. She would have mourned the town in which she had dreamed, loved, run up hills with Tony the dog, lost her virginity to Archie Christie, become a writer. Above all she would have been saddened by the new English joylessness, for life to her was a sacred gift.

the creativity – and competitiveness – within Agatha would not be stilled. Her life was enchantingly ordinary. Her imagination was fierce and unstoppable.

plot, for Agatha, meant distillation of character.

I've always had a great fondness for English detective fiction such as Agatha Christie and Dorothy Sayers.

Victorian and touchingly respectable. "I have been crying," confessed Lady Agatha. "I was afraid so, Lady Agatha," said Emily.

Denzil Smith was not a particularly pious man, but he was a curious one, which made him excellent company for Lady Agatha Ardry. They were dependent on one another in the mindless way of two gibbons dedicated to picking fleas off one another's fur.

Poirot?' Amelia held up the dog, a jet black ball of fur with a pointed muzzle. 'My little Belgian Schipperke, Poirot.' On cue, the dog yapped at him. He laughed. 'Does Agatha know that you've named him after her detective?' 'Of course she does, and she thinks it a positive hoot.

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Vanamonde: Welcome home, Lady Heterodyne. Agatha: Thank you, Herr von Mekkhan, but I can't help but notice that my home appears to be on fire .

I suppose without curiosity a man would be a tortoise. Very comfortable life, a tortoise has.

Perhaps he's in love with Agatha," she said. "I hope not. I intend to marry Agatha myself. She may be a thousand years old, but she makes an incomparable jam tart. Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal.

Aunt Agatha's demeanor now was rather like that of one who, picking daisies on the railway, has just caught the down express in the small of the back.

Aunt Agatha is my tough aunt, the one who eats broken bottles and conducts human sacrifices by the light of the full moon.

Yes, by damn! It's too bad! cried the whiskered marvel. You careless old woman! You give my hotel bad names, would you or wasn't it? Tomorrow you leave my hotel, by great Scotland! ... I turned to Aunt Agatha, whose demeanour was now rather like that of one who, picking daisies on the railway, has just caught the down express in the small of the back.

If you ask my Aunt Agatha she will tell you — in fact, she is quite likely to tell you even if you don't ask her — that I am a vapid and irreflective chump. Barely sentient, was the way she once described me: and I'm not saying that in a broad, general sense she isn't right.

England is a jolly sight too small for anyone to live in with Aunt Agatha, if she's really on the warpath.

For my dearest darling, treasured, cherished Agatha whom I worship. With respect, adoration, admiration, kisses, gratitude, best wishes, and love from Z to A.

Resist demonstrating that your worldliness was more fiction than fact," he whispered. "You, Lady Agatha, in the common parlance with which you are so fascinatingly familiar, 'ain't so tough.

The spell didn't last too terribly long. Agatha roused herself and headed into Archie's study, where she sat down to write a letter to her husband. It may have been a plea. It may have been a declaration of war. Nobody would ever know, except for Archie, who read it once, then threw it in the fire.