You will, I am sure, agree with me that... if page 534 only finds us in the second chapter, the length of the first one must have been really intolerable.

To the man who loves art for its own sake, it is frequently in its least important and lowliest manifestations that the keenest pleasure is to be derived.

Detection is, or ought to be, an exact science, and should be treated in the same cold and unemotional manner.

The love of books is among the choicest gifts of the gods.

I had ... come to an entirely erroneous conclusion, which shows, my dear Watson, how dangerous it always is to reason from insufficient data.

A trusty comrade is always of use; and a chronicler still more so.

Healthy scepticism is the basis of all accurate observation.