A fine horse or a beautiful woman, I cannot look at them unmoved, even now when seventy winters have chilled my blood.

It is a pity he did not write in pencil. As you have no doubt frequently observed, the impression usually goes through -- a fact which has dissolved many a happy marriage.

The good Watson had at that time deserted me for a wife, the only selfish action I can recall in our association. I was alone.

When you have eliminated the impossible, what is left, no matter how unlikely, is the truth.

What the deuce is it to me?" he interrupted impatiently: "you say that we go round the sun. If we went round the moon it would not make a pennyworth of difference to me or to my work.

It's quite exciting," said Sherlock Holmes, with a yawn.

My name is Sherlock Holmes. It is my business to know what other people do not know.