What a lovely thing a rose is!

…but it is better to learn wisdom late than never to learn it at all.

No man burdens his mind with small matters unless he has some very good reason for doing so.

It is, I admit, mere imagination; but how often is imagination the mother of truth?

Indeed, I cannot think why the whole bed of the ocean is not one solid mass of oysters, so prolific the creatures seem. Ah, I am wandering! Strange how the brain controls the brain! What was I saying, Watson?

In the year 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go through the course prescribed for surgeons in the army. Having completed my studies there, I was duly attached to the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers as Assistant Surgeon.

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