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.
Arthur Conan DoyleSome facts should be suppressed, or, at least, a just sense of proportion should be observed in treating them.
Arthur Conan Doyle