I am somewhat exhausted; I wonder how a battery feels when it pours electricity into a non-conductor?

So all life is a great chain, the nature of which is known whenever we are shown a link of it.

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

We can't command our love, but we can our actions.

Every man finds his limitations, Mr. Holmes, but at least it cures us of the weakness of self-satisfaction.

Why should people ever take credit for charity when they must know that they cannot gain as much pleasure out of their guineas in any other fashion?

...it was a huge creature, luminous, ghastly, and spectral. I have cross-examined these men, one of them a hard-headed countryman, one a farrier, and one a moorland farmer, who all tell the same story of this dreadful apparition, exactly corresponding to the hell-hound of the legend. I assure you that there is a reign of terror in the district, and that it is a hardy man who will cross the moor at night.