It seems to leave the darkness rather blacker than before.

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

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

There's an east wind coming all the same, such a wind as never blew on England yet. It will be cold and bitter, Watson, and a good many of us may wither before its blast. But it's God's own wind none the less and a cleaner, better stronger land will lie in the sunshine when the storm has cleared.

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.

Critics kind never mind! Critics flatter no matter! Critics blame all the same! Do your best damn the rest!

Well, I'm a bacteriologist, you know. I live in a nine-hundred-diameter microscope. I can hardly claim to take serious notice of anything that I can see with my naked eye.