I suppose I shall have to compound a felony, as usual. - Arthur Conan Doyle

Never trust to general impressions, my boy, but concentrate yourself upon details.

So swift, silent and furtive were his movements like those of a trained bloodhound picking out a scent, that I could not but think what a terrible criminal he would have made had he turned his energy and sagacity against the law instead of exerting them in its defense.

My dear fellow, you may laugh, but I give you my word that I shall be very glad to have you back safe and sound in Baker Street once more.
- Holmes, to Watson.