Many's a long night I've dreamed of cheese — toasted mostly. - Robert Louis Stevenson

When I suffer in mind, stories are my refuge; I take them like opium; and consider one who writes them as a sort of doctor of the mind.

Then it was that there came into my head the first of the mad notions that contributed so much to saving our lives.

The world is a great place and stocked with wealth and beauty, and there is no limit to the rewards that may be offered. Such an one who would refuse a million of money may sell his honour for an empire or the love of a woman.