I have my own views about Nature's methods, though I feel that it is rather like a beetle giving his

Hot hate is twin brother to hot love.

I had neither kith nor kin in England, and was therefore as free as air -- or as free as an income of eleven shillings and sixpence a day will permit a man to be. Under such circumstances, I naturally gravitated to London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.

Sir Walter, with his 61 years of life, although he never wrote a novel until he was over 40, had, fortunately for the world, a longer working career than most of his brethren.

Just see how it glints and sparkles. Of course it is a nucleus and focus of crime. Every good stone is. They are the devil

Eliminate all other factors, and the one which remains must be the truth.

It is a capital mistake to theorize before you have all the evidence. It biases the judgment.