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

My life is spent in one long effort to escape from the commonplaces of existence. These little problems help me to do so.

Ah! my dear Watson, there we come into those realms of conjecture, where the most logical mind may be at fault. Sherlock Holmes speaking with Dr. Watson.

The Times is a paper which is seldom found in any hands but those of the highly educated.

It is a capital mistake to theorize before you have all the evidence. It biases the judgment.

Violence does, in truth, recoil upon the violent, and the schemer falls into the pit which he digs for another.

He burst into one of his rare fits of laughter as he turned away from the picture. I have not heard him laugh often, and it has always boded ill to somebody.