My Childhood Was Spent Embracing One Literary

When I Shop, The World Gets Better, And The World Is Better, But Then It's Not, And I Need To Do It Again. (confessions Of A Shopaholic-the Movie)

There Are Some Things I Don't Understand About Jess And Never Will. No Wedding Dress. No Flowers. No Photo Album. No Champagne. The Only Thing She Got Out Of Her Wedding Was A Husband. (i Mean, Obviously The Husband Is The Main Point When You Get Married. Absolutely. That Goes Without Saying. But Still, Not Even A New Pair Of Shoes?)

I Never Did Any Training In Journalism Or In Finance, So I Really Was In The Deep End. I Got Very Good At Going To Press Conferences And Nodding. I'd Figure It Out When I Got Back To The Office. Charts And Numbers. I've Never Been Great With Facts, Ever, My Whole Life. For A Journalist, That's Not A Very Good Trait.

Everyone Knows Revenge Is A Dish Best Served When You've Had Enough Time To Build Up Enough Vitriol And Fury.

... What Would Poirot Do? Poirot Wouldn't Flap Around In A Panic. He'd Stay Calm And Use His Little Grey Cells And Recall Some Tiny, Vital Detail Which Would Be The Clue To Everything.