A sandwich and a cup of coffee, and then off to violin-land, where all is sweetness and delicacy and harmony.
A sandwich and a cup of coffee, and then off to violin-land, where all is sweetness and delicacy and harmony.
We would not dare to conceive the things which are really mere commonplaces of existence.
There is nothing more stimulating than a case where everything goes against you.
Circumstantial evidence is a very tricky thing. It may seem to point very straight to one thing, but if you shift your own point of view a little, you may find it pointing in an equally uncompromising manner to something entirely different
Well, well, my dear fellow, be it so. We have shared this same room for some years, and it would be amusing if we ended by sharing the same cell.
There's a light in a woman's eyes that speaks louder than words.
Draw your chair up, and hand me my violin, for the only problem which we have still to solve is how to while away these bleak autumnal evenings.
You see, but you do not observe. The distinction is clear.
To his eyes all seemed beautiful, but to me a tinge of melancholy lay upon the countryside, which bore so clearly the mark of the waning year, Yellow leaves carpeted the lanes and fluttered down upon us as we passed, The rattle of our wheels died away as we drove through drifts of rotting vegetation--sad gifts, as it seemed to me, for Nature to throw before the carriage of the returning heir of the Baskervilles.
Holmes, you have an answer to everything
Far away on the path we saw Sir Henry looking back, his face white in the moonlight, his hands raised in horror, glaring helplessly at the frightful thing which was hunting him down. But that cry of pain from the hound had blown all our fears to the winds. If he was vulnerable he was mortal, and if we could wound him we could kill him. Never have I seen a man run as Holmes ran that night.
I have taken to living by my wits.
He burst into one of his rare fits of laughter as he turned away from the picture. I have not heard him laugh often, and it has always boded ill to somebody.
It is a capital mistake to theorise before one has data.
He foresaw that she would be very much more useful to him in the character of a free woman.
It is a capital mistake to theorise before one has data. Insensibly one begins to twist facts to suit theories, instead of theories to suit facts.
He had never said as much before, and I must admit that his words gave me keen pleasure, for I had often been piqued by his indifference to my admiration and to the attempts which I had made to give publicity to his methods. I was proud, too, to think that I had so far mastered his system as to apply it in a way which earned his approval.
It is more than possible; it is probable.
I am afraid, my dear Watson, that most of your conclusions were erroneous. When I said that you stimulated me I meant, to be frank, that in noting your fallacies I was occasionally guided towards the truth. Not that you are entirely wrong in this instance
It is quite a three pipe problem, and I beg that you won't speak to me for fifty minutes.
It may be that you are not yourself luminous, but that you are a conductor of light. Some people without possessing genius have a remarkable power of stimulating it.
It is the German who is so uncourteous to his verbs
Now is the dramatic moment of fate, Watson, when you hear a step upon the stair which is walking into your life, and you know not whether for good or ill. What does Dr. James Mortimer, the man of science, ask of Sherlock Holmes, the specialist in crime? Come in!
It's a wicked world, and when a clever man turns his brain to crime it is the worst of all.
Over the green squares of the fields and the low curves of a wood there rose in the distance a grey, melancholy hill, with a strange jagged summit, dim and vague in the distance like some fantastic landscape in a dream. Baskerville sat for a long time, his gaze fixed upon it, and I read upon his eager face how much it meant to him, this first sight of that strange spot where the men of his blood had held sway so long and left their mark so deep.
Never trust to general impressions, my boy, but concentrate yourself upon details.
That which is clearly known hath less terror than that which is but hinted at and guessed.
There are women in whim the love of a lover extinguishes all other loves, and I think that she must have been one.
The devil's agents may be of flesh and blood, may they not?
This fellow will not go wrong again; he is too terribly frightened. Send him to gaol now, and you make him a gaol-bird for life. Besides, it is the season of forgiveness. Chance has put in our way a most singular and whimsical problem, and its solution is its own reward.
The more outré and grotesque an incident is the more carefully it deserves to be examined.
This looks like one of those unwelcome social summonses which call upon a man either to be bored or to lie.
The setting is a worthy one, if the devil did desire to have a hand in the affairs of men.
Watson, you can see everything. You fail, however, to reason from what you see.
The Times is a paper which is seldom found in any hands but those of the highly educated.
The fair sex is your department.
Where there is no imagination there is no horror.
Steel True, Blade Straight.
Crime is common. Logic is rare. Therefore it is upon the logic rather than upon the crime you should dwell.
I never guess. It is a shocking habit destructive to the logical faculty.
'I don't admit that a fresh illustration is an explanation,' said I with some asperity. 'Bravo, Watson A very dignified and logical remonstrance.' Dr. Watson, speaking with Sherlock Holmes.
How often have I said to you that when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth?
It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important.
A client is to me a mere unit, a factor in a problem.
My name is Sherlock Holmes. It is my business to know what other people don't know.
A man should keep his little brain attic stocked with all the furniture that he is likely to use, and the rest he can put away in the lumber-room of his library, where he can get it if he wants it.
I have frequently gained my first real insight into the character of parents by studying their children.
We can't command our love, but we can our actions.
You know my methods. Apply them.
London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.
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