Picnics are very dear to those who are in the first stage of the tender passion.
How sweet the morning air is! ...How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!
There is but one step from the grotesque to the horrible.
You have a grand gift for silence, Watson. It makes you quite invaluable as a companion.
Amberley excelled at chess - a mark, Watson, of a scheming mind.
Desultory readers are seldom remarkable for the exactness of their learning.