That's the thing about destiny: It can't be predicted, and it's usually pretty odd.

History has rewritten itself so many times I'm not really sure how it was to begin with -- it's a bit like trying to guess the original color of a wall when it's been repainted eight times.

I've got six months to sort out the hackers, get the Japanese knotweed under control and find an acceptable form of narcissus.

Defiance through compliance.

Don't ever call me mad, Mycroft. I'm not mad. I'm just ... well, differently moraled, that's all.

That's the thing about destiny: It can't be predicted, and it's usually pretty odd.

Death and the end of one's life are two very different things indeed.