I’m a fan of Agatha Christie. Her classic who-dun-its are always filled with twists, suspicion, and slights of hand. This current one I read, Hercule Poirot’s Christmas was no exception. (Let me tell you, the warm Christmas fuzzies it will not give you) There is one thing I learned while reading my latest mystery: Read more
When you’re looking for some quick words of inspiration, who is you’re go to supplier? The great poets, philosophers, or politicians? The list of wise people could span to eternity. Yet, among these great thinkers, Agatha Christie doesn’t often appear at the top. Oh, of course she wrote brilliant novels and constantly boggled our minds, but as far as wisdom goes, she didn’t excel at it like others in her profession. Or did she? She may not be any Socrates, but have we completely underestimated her?
To be honest, she’s never been high on my list either. (Now ask me about G. K. Chesterton. That’s a completely different story.) But sometimes I am astonished by the gems implemented throughout her writings.
This is one example:
Isn’t this a beautiful quote?
Even though hideous when faced pointblank, isn’t truth a relief when ultimately found?
Truth may come in the form of a medical diagnosis. You found out that something is indeed wrong with you. (and that can get pretty ugly) But isn’t it a relief to know what it is instead of living in the dark? Now you can work on a cure!
Truth may come in a spiritual form. You realize that you’re not as perfect as you thought, (speaking of ugly!!!) but isn’t it a relief to know there’s One to save?
What is your opinion on Agatha Christie? Do you consider her a hidden Confucius or one who had the talent to surprise us in more ways than one?