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. (...)
Arthur Conan DoyleIf my future were black, it was better surely to face it like a man than to attempt to brighten it by mere will-o’-the-wisps of the imagination.
Arthur Conan DoyleThis looks like one of those unwelcome social summonses which call upon a man either to be bored or to lie.
Arthur Conan Doyle