A client is to me a mere unit, a factor in a problem.

Still, it is an error to argue in front of your data. You find yourself insensibly twisting them round to fit your theories.

Every man finds his limitations, Mr. Holmes, but at least it cures us of the weakness of self-satisfaction.

I had ... come to an entirely erroneous conclusion, which shows, my dear Watson, how dangerous it always is to reason from insufficient data.

An absence of antecedents and of relatives is sometimes an aid rather than an impediment to social advancement . . .

There seems to me to be absolutely no limit to the inanity and credulity of the human race. Homo Sapiens! Homo idioticus!

You will remember that I remarked the other day, just before we went into the very simple problem presented by Miss Mary Sutherland, that for strange effects and extraordinary combinations we must go to life itself, which is always far more daring than any effort of the imagination.” “A proposition which I took the liberty of doubting.” “You did, Doctor, but none the less you must come round to my view, for otherwise I shall keep on piling fact upon fact on you until your reason breaks down under them and acknowledges me to be right.