Quotes About Intelligence

Poirot said placidly, "One does not, you know, employ merely the muscles. I do not need to bend and measure the footprints and pick up the cigarette ends and examine the bent blades of grass. It is enough for me to sit back in my chair and think. It is this – " he tapped his egg-shaped head – "this, that functions!

Use that fluff of yours you call a brain.

And so could you know it if you would only use the brains the good God has given you. Sometimes I really am tempted to believe that by inadvertence, He passed you by.

One never quite allows for the moron in our midst.

If the little grey cells are not exercised, they grow the rust.

The little grey cells, my friend, the little grey cells! They told me.

My remarks are, as always, apt, sound, and to the point. (Hercule Poirot)

Yes, he is intelligent. But we must be more intelligent. We must be so intelligent that he does not suspect us of being intelligent at all." I acquiesced. "There, mon ami, you will be of great assistance to me." I was pleased with the compliment. There had been times when I hardly thought that Poirot appreciated me at my true worth. "Yes" he continued staring at me thoughtfully, "you will be invaluable

Use your eyes. Use your ears. Use your brains---if you've got any. And, if necessary--act.

Hercule Poirot's methods are his own. Order and method, and 'the little gray cells'.

Of course. I understand." "One of your brilliant mentality could not fail to do so, Hastings.

From all I have heard, geniuses are people to be heartily disliked.

It is a great advantage to be intelligent and not to look it.

Brains. Brains. What do we really mean by the term? In your idiom you would say that Jane Wilkinson has the brains of a rabbit. That is a term of disparagement. But consider the rabbit for a moment. He exists and multiplies, does he not? That, in Nature, is a sign of mental superiority.

because I've always noticed that if you speak the truth in a rather silly way nobody believes you. I've often done it over contracts. And it's also a good thing to seem stupider than you are.

We all have the little grey cells. And so few of us know how to use them.

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.

It is the brain, the little grey cells" — he topped his forehead — "on which one must rely. The senses mislead.

I've got a very nice staff here. People with patience, you know, and good temper, and not too brainy, because if you have people who are brainy, they are bound to be very impatient.

you have the beautiful and unsuspicious mind. Years do not change that in you! You perceive a fact and mention the solution of it in the same breath without noticing that you are doing so!

mediocre amount of intelligence is sometimes most dangerous. It does not take one far enough.

I objected vigorously to this unsporting proposal. I recognized in it the disastrous effects of matrimony. How often have I not heard a perfectly intelligent female say, in the tone of one clinching an argument, "Edgar says—" And all the time you are perfectly aware that Edgar is a perfect fool. Suzanne, by reason of her married state, was yearning to lean upon some man or other.

He talked a lot about the little grey cells of the brain, and of their functions. His own, he says, are of the first quality.' 'He would say so,' I remarked bitterly. 'Modesty is certainly not his middle name.

Tommy, why did they put Maldon Surrey on the telegram?" "Because Maldon is in Surrey, idiot.