It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again that we have much to hope from the flowers.

It's a wicked world, and when a clever man turns his brain to crime it is the worst of all.

You have done all the work in this business. I get a wife out of it, Jones gets the credit, pray what remains for you?" "For me," said Sherlock Holmes, "there still remains the cocaine bottle.

It has always seemed to me that so long as you produce your dramatic effect, accuracy of detail matters little. I have never striven for it and I have made some bad mistakes in consequence. What matter if I hold my readers?

To underestimate oneself is as much an exaggeration of one's powers than the other.

Life, it turns out, is infinitely more clever and adaptable than anyone had ever supposed.

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