The Moving Finger (Miss Marple #4)

By Agatha Christie; Published In 1942
Genres: Mystery, Crime, Fiction, Classics, Detective
Aku benci melihat orang yang merasa puas diri. Hal itu membangkitkan semua naluri jahatku.

A man travels fastest who travels alone.

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.

And has it ever occurred to you, Miss Griffith, that you would probably not be able to take a good express train to London if little Georgie Stephenson had been out with his youth movement instead of lolling about, bored, in his mother’s kitchen until the curious behaviour of the kettle lid attracted the attention of his idle mind?

Dogs are wise. They crawl away into a quiet corner and lick their wounds and do not rejoin the world until they are whole once more.

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

... Good gracious, Jerry, you'll probably have to marry the girl.'

Joanna was half serious, half laughing.

It was at that moment that I made a very important discovery.

'Damn it all,' I said. 'I don't mind if I do. In fact - I should like it.'

A very funny expression came over Joanna's face. She got up and said dryly, as she went toward the door, 'Yes, I've known that for some time...'

She left me standing, glass in hand, aghast at my new discovery.

How strange that a girl could trouble your inmost soul so long as she kept her mouth shut, and that the moment she spoke the glamour could vanish as though it had never been.

I don't know what the usual reactions are of a man who goes to propose marriage.
In fiction his throat is dry and his collar feels too tight and he is in a pitiable state of nervousness.

If you’ve been snubbed, or ignored, or frustrated, and your life’s pretty drab and empty, I suppose you get a sense of power from stabbing in the dark at people who are happy and enjoying themselves.

I never can stand seeing people pleased with themselves,” said Joanna. “It arouses all my worst instincts.

In everybody's life there are hidden chapters which they hope may never be known.

It was a cheap school, you know, and the teachers weren't very good. They could never answer questions properly."
"Very few teachers can," I{Jerry}said.
"Why not? They ought to."
I agreed.

Just for a moment I hated Lymstock and its narrow boundaries, and its gossiping whispering women.

Kebencian bisa membuat orang jadi buta-- ya jadi buta. Tapi orang buta pun mungkin bisa menikam tepat di jantung.

Only mothers can’t say they don’t want their children and just go away.

Sesuatu yang baik tak pernah terlalu banyak, ketahuilah itu.

The great thing in these cases is to keep an absolutely open mind. Most crimes, you see, are so absurdly simple.

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

There are questions that you don't ask because you're afraid of the answers to them.

There is too much tendency to attribute to God the evils that man does of his own free will. I must concede you the Devil. God doesn't really need to punish us, Miss Barton. We're so busy punishing ourselves.

There’s too much tendency to attribute to God the evils that man does of his own free will. I might concede you the Devil. God doesn’t really need to punish us, Miss Barton. We’re so very busy punishing ourselves.

The trouble is, that this sort of things once it starts, grows.

Things never burn when you want them to, they got out. You'd probably have had to strike match after match.

What's wrong with Shakespeare?" I{Jerry} inquired in interest.
" Twisting himself up to say things in such a difficult way that you can't get at what he means. Still, I like some Shakespeare.

Where do one's fears come from? Where do they shape themselves? Where do they hide before coming out into the open?

Yes, it was dangerous, but we are not put into this world, Mr. Burton, to avoid danger when an important fellow creature's life is at stake. You understand me?

You may say that I had gone to ask Megan to marry me in an absurdly complacent frame of mind and that I deserved what I got - but it was not really like that. It was because I felt so assured, so certain, that Megan belonged to me - that she was my business, that to look after her and make her happy and keep her from harm was the only natural right way of life for me, that I had expected her to feel, too - that she and I belonged to each other.
But I was not giving up. Oh, no! Megan was my woman and I was going to have her.

You mean you really want to marry me?" she asked with the air of one getting a thing perfectly clear.
"More than anything in the world," I said - and I meant it.
"You mean, you're in love with me?"
"I'm in love with you."
Her eyes were steady and grave. She said:
"I think you're the nicest person in the world - but I'm not in love with you." "I'll make you love me."
"That wouldn't do. I don't want to be made.