Every night as I gazed up at the window I said softly to myself the word paralysis. It had always sounded strangely in my ears, like the word gnomon in the Euclid and the word simony in the Catechism. But now it sounded to me like the name of some maleficent and sinful being. It filled me with fear, and yet I longed to be nearer to it and to look upon its deadly work.

and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

Mr. Duffy lived a short distance from his body.

Fall if you will, but rise you must.

Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not.

The demand that I make of my reader is that he should devote his whole Life to reading my works.

There's no police like Holmes.