Nothing clears up a case so much as stating it to another person.

When the impossible has been eliminated, all that remains no matter how improbable is possible.

It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important.

It was all love on my side, and all good comradeship and friendship on hers. When we parted she was a free woman, but I could never again be a free man.

The future was with Fate. The present was our own.

There seems to me to be absolutely no limit to the inanity and credulity of the human race. Homo Sapiens! Homo idioticus!

There is no scent so pleasant to my nostrils as that faint, subtle reek which comes from an ancient book.