Quotes About Evidence

Evidence of identification was given by the husband, and the only other evidence was medical. Heather Badcock had died as a result of four grains of hy-ethyl-dexyl-barbo-quinde-lorytate, or, let us be frank, some such name.

The caught murderer is necessarily one of the failures. He is second-rate.

The evidence of history is against you. The contemporary historian never writes such a true history as the historian of a later generation. It is a question of getting the true perspective, of seeing things in proportion.

Already, at twenty-three minutes to one, Ratchett was dead—" "And it was his murderer speaking!" finished M. Bouc impressively. Poirot

Child's evidence is always the best evidence there is. I'd rely on it every time. No good in court, of course. Children can't stand being asked direct questions. They mumble or else look idiotic and say they don't know. They're at their best when they're showing off.

often seems to me that's all detective work is, wiping out your false starts and beginning again." "Yes, it is very true, that. And it is just what some people will not do. They conceive a certain theory, and everything has to fit into that theory. If one little fact will not fit it, they throw it aside. But it is always the facts that will not fit in that are significant.

He had to deal with the physical world and not the psychic. It was his job to track down the murderer. And to do that he required no guidance from the spirit world.

Not so. Voyons! One fact leads to another—so we continue. Does the next fit in with that? A merveille! Good! We can proceed. This next little fact —no! Ah, that is curious! There is something missing—a link in the chain that is not there. We examine. We search. And that little curious fact, that possibly paltry little detail that will not tally, we put it here!" He made an extravagant gesture with his hand. "It is significant! It is tremendous!

Come now, monsieur, you're not going to run down the value of details as clues?

They left the cabin. Race locked the door and took the key with him. "We can come back later," he said. "The first thing to do is to get all the facts clear.

One wants to know," said Miss Marple, "what really happened." "She was killed." "Yes, but who killed her, and why, and what happened to her body? Where is it now?" "That's the business of the police to find out.

When you have two crimes precisely similar in design and execution, you find the same brain behind them both." -- Hercule Poirot

My friend, in working upon a case, one does not take into account only the things that are 'mentioned.' There is no reason to mention many things which may be important. Equally, there is often an excellent reason for not mentioning them. You can take your choice of the two motives." -- Hercule Poirot

The inquest, when it was held, was short and disappointing. Evidence of identification was given by the husband, and the only other evidence was medical. Heather Badcock had died as a result of four grains of hy-ethyl-dexyl-barbo-quinde-lorytate, or, let us be frank, some such name. There was no evidence to show how the drug was administered.

You cannot have a murder without motive." -- Hercule Poirot

One may have a crime without a murderer, but for two crimes it is essential to have two bodies." -- Hercule Poirot

Evidence Against Him or Suspicious Circumstances: Pipe-cleaner.

If the fact will not fit the theory—let the theory go.

One counsel's questioning brings out testimony as to the resemblances, the defence brings evidence to show dissimilarity.

No Woolworth handkerchiefs," reported Race, rapidly replacing the contents of a drawer.

Faith can't be reasoned with. Otherwise it would've been called Fact.

We need to be pro-science we have to go back to science.

No matter what you believe, it doesn't change the facts.

It's a funny thing. When you're tired, general cognitive ability drops. There's scientific evidence to back that up, no question. Because you're slacking off, some other part of your brain—the base, the lizard, the id, whatever you want to call it—tries to compensate. Eighty-five percent brain-dead, fifteen-percent instinctive genius.