If you had killed Watson, you would not have got out of this room alive. - Arthur Conan Doyle

I consider that a man’s brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose.

It came with the wind through the silence of the night, a long, deep mutter, then a rising howl, and then the sad moan in which it died away. Again and again it sounded, the whole air throbbing with it, strident, wild and menacing.

If in 100 years I am only known as the man who invented Sherlock Holmes then I will have considered my life a failure.