Oh how I've missed you, Holmes.

It is horrible, yet fascinating, this struggle between a set purpose and an utterly exhausted frame.

If the man who observes the myriad stars, and considers that they and their innumerable satellites move in their serene dignity through the heavens, each swinging clear of the other's orbit-if, I say, the man who sees this cannot realise the Creator's attributes without the help of the book of Job, then his view of things is beyond my understanding.

Excellent!" I cried. "Elementary," said he.

Come, Watson, come!" he cried. The game is afoot.

Ex-Professor Moriarty of mathematical celebrity... is the Napoleon of crime, Watson.

It was easier to know it than to explain why I know it. If you were asked to prove that two and two made four, you might find some difficulty, and yet you are quite sure of the fact. ~ Sherlock Holmes