That's what tears are for, you know, to wash away the fear and cool the hate.

Pride is a sweetmeat, to be savoured in small pieces; it makes for a poor feast.

Impossibility is a log thrown on the fires of love.

The period after the First World War was an extremely different time, so that Sherlock Holmes would have been a different person following 1918 than he was during the Victorian era.

In silent films, quite complex plots are built around action, setting, and the actors gestures and facial expressions, with a very few storyboards to nail down specific plot points.

Tell me about yourself, Miss Russel." I started to give him the obligatory response, first the demurral and then the reluctant flat autobiography, but some slight air of polite inattention in his manner stopped me. Instead, I found myself grinning at him. "Why don't you tell me about myself, Mr. Holmes?

That's what tears are for, you know, to wash away the fear and cool the hate.