Women are naturally secretive, and they like to do their own secreting..

You have a grand gift for silence, Watson. It makes you quite invaluable as a companion..

We can't command our love, but we can our actions..

A sandwich and a cup of coffee, and then off to violin-land, where all is sweetness and delicacy and harmony..

A man always finds it hard to realize that he may have finally lost a woman's love, however badly he may have treated her..

Sir Walter, with his 61 years of life, although he never wrote a novel until he was over 40, had, fortunately for the world, a longer working career ….

It may be that you are not yourself luminous, but that you are a conductor of light. Some people without possessing genius have a remarkable power of….

You know how easily and suddenly these things happen, beginning in playful teasing and ending in something a little warmer than friendship. You squee….

What you do in this world is a matter of no consequence. The question is, what can you make people believe that you have done?.

I should dearly love that the world should be ever so little better for my presence. Even on this small stage we have our two sides, and something mi….

It is fortunate for this community that I am not a criminal..

For strange effects and extraordinary combinations we must go to life itself, which is always far more daring than any effort of the imagination..

Our ideas must be as broad as Nature if they are to interpret Nature..

Art in the blood is liable to take the strangest forms..

There is no scent so pleasant to my nostrils as that faint, subtle reek which comes from an ancient book..

There's a light in a woman's eyes that speaks louder than words..

It is stupidity rather than courage to refuse to recognize danger when it is close upon you..

It was easier to know it than to explain why I know it. If you were asked to prove that two and two made four, you might find some difficulty, and ye….

I am a brain, Watson. The rest of me is a mere appendix..

Really, Watson, you excel yourself," said Holmes, pushing back his chair and lighting a cigarette. "I am bound to say that in all the accounts which ….

The future was with Fate. The present was our own..