So tomorrow we disappear into the unknown. This account I am transmitting down the river by canoe, and it may be our last word to those who are interested in our fate.
Arthur Conan DoyleDraw your chair up, and hand me my violin, for the only problem which we have still to solve is how to while away these bleak autumnal evenings.
Arthur Conan DoyleIt's a wicked world, and when a clever man turns his brain to crime it is the worst of all.
Arthur Conan Doyle