I have heard, Mr. Holmes, that you can see deeply into the manifold wickedness of the human heart.
A client is to me a mere unit, a factor in a problem.
It is not that I think or believe, but that I know.
Work is the best antidote to sorrow, my dear Watson.
It seems very strange ... that in the course of the world's history so obvious an improvement should never have been adopted. ... The next generation of Britishers would be the better for having had this extra hour of daylight in their childhood.
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.