There was a brisk northern wind, heavy and wet with the salt of the sea, and he felt, as he turned his face to it, fresh life and strength surging in his blood and bracing his limbs.

As I turned away, I saw Holmes, with his back against a rock and his arms folded, gazing down at the rush of the waters. It was the last that I was ever destined to see of him in this world. - Watson.

Education never ends, Watson. It is a series of lessons, with the greatest for the last.

I felt Holmes's hand steal into mine and give me a reassuring shake. - Watson

Depend upon it, there is nothing so unnatural as the commonplace.

I could not rest, Watson, I could not sit quiet in my chair, if I thought that such a man as Professor Moriarty were walking the streets of London unchallenged.

horses: dangerous on both ends and crafty in the middle