Poirot," I said. "I have been thinking." "An admirable exercise my friend. Continue it.
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Poirot: Do not allow Hate into your heart, for it will make a home there._x000D_ _x000D_ Jackie: If Love cannot live there, Hate works just as well.
Interpretation
Hate can easily take root in our hearts if we allow it, just as love can.
This quote emphasizes the importance of filling our hearts with love rather than hate. It suggests that when love is absent, hate can take its place, leading to emotional turmoil and negativity. By cherishing love and kindness, we can prevent hate from establishing itself within us.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a discussion on emotional well-being and the importance of love.
Poirot," I said. "I have been thinking." "An admirable exercise my friend. Continue it.
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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
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Love your country. Your country is the land where your parents sleep, where is spoken that language in which the chosen of your heart, blushing, whispered the first word of love; it is the home that God has given you that by striving to perfect yourselves therein you may prepare to ascend to him.
We become like that which we love. If we love what is base, we become base; but if we love what is noble, we become noble.
Of all the icy blasts that blow on love, a request for money is the most chilling.
Yes! He knew how she would love. He had not loved her without gaining that instinctive knowledge of what capabilities were in her. Her soul would walk in glorious sunlight if any man was worthy, by his power of loving, to win back her love.
She wore far too much rouge last night and not quite enough clothes. That is always a sign of despair in a woman.
I want in fact more of you. In my mind I am dressing you with light; I am wrapping you up in blankets of complete acceptance and then I give myself to you. I long for you; I who usually long without longing, as though I am unconscious and absorbed in neutrality and apathy, really, utterly long for every bit of you.
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