“Voila”, said the stranger, and sank into a wooden armchair; “I am Hercule Poirot.”
“You do not know the name?”
“I have never heard it”, said Hippolyte.
“Permit me to say that you have been badly educated. It is the name of one of the great ones of this world.”
A man doesn’t wasnt to feel that a woman cares more for him than he cares for her. He doesn’t want to feel owned, body and soul. It’s that damned possessive attitude.
Agatha Christie in Death on the Nile (via leonha92)
It’s simon doyle said to Hercule Poirot :)