Poirot," I said. "I have been thinking." "An admirable exercise my friend. Continue it.
Agatha ChristieRead
One is left with the horrible feeling now that war settles nothing; that to win a war is as disastrous as to lose one.
Interpretation
Winning a war brings no true success; both victory and defeat lead to devastation.
Agatha Christie's quote reflects on the futility of war, suggesting that regardless of the outcome, the consequences are deeply harmful. It emphasizes that the destruction, loss, and trauma stemming from war overshadow any perceived victory, leading to a broader understanding that conflicts do not resolve underlying issues but rather exacerbate suffering and devastation on all sides.
In practice
During a discussion on the impacts of conflict, one might quote Christie to illustrate the lasting damage of war.
Poirot," I said. "I have been thinking." "An admirable exercise my friend. Continue it.
Best of an island is once you get there - you can't go any farther...you've come to the end of things.
Where large sums of money are concerned, it is advisable to trust nobody.
I have wanted . . . to commit a murder myself. I recognized this as the desire of the artist to express himself! . . . But-incongruous as it may seem to some-I was restrained and hampered by my innate sense of justice. The innocent must not suffer.
Sitting here with one's knitting, one just sees the facts. -"The Blood-Stained Pavement
No, my friend, I am not drunk. I have just been to the dentist, and need not return for another six months! Is it not the most beautiful thought? --Poirot
And what do you wish?' he said at last. 'That what should be shall be,' she answered.
The world always had the same bankrupt look, to foregoing ages as to us.
When I get lonely these days, I think: So BE lonely, Liz. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person's body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.
Michelle Alexander's brave and bold new book paints a haunting picture in which dreary felon garb, post-prison joblessness, and loss of voting rights now do the stigmatizing work once done by colored-only water fountains and legally segregated schools. With dazzling candor, Alexander argues that we all pay the cost of the new Jim Crow.
Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.
I shall be as secret as the grave.
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