You know, I never did call him Watson – he was John, simply John.

Actually, it is amazing how much can be learned about people from the books they own.

I am afraid I never wore a deerstalker, or smoked the big pipe – mere embellishments by an illustrator, intended to give me distinction, I suppose, and sell magazines. I didn’t get much say in...

Pain is a companion, not a master.

But as of late, I have been consumed with the significant task of revising the latest edition of my Practical Handbook of Bee Culture, while alternately putting the finishing touches on my four volumes of...

Something has gone amiss with the world, he found himself thinking. Something has changed in the marrow, and I’m at a loss to make sense of it.

That is quite all right. I scarcely believe it myself.

How do you arrive at it? How do you unravel the meaning of something that doesn’t want to be known?

You know, we bungled a number of important cases – regrettably. Of course, who wants to read about the failures? I certainly don’t.

Purely platonic, I assure you.

How amazing it was, Holmes mentioned, that such a powerful substance, the chemistry of which was still not completely known, could be produced by the pharyngeal glands of the worker bee –creating queens from ordinary...

You’re probably right,” agreed Mr Umezaki, smiling while his fingertips reached out for an oncoming phallus.

To comprehend yourself truly, which is also to comprehend the world truly, you needn’t look any farther than at what abounds with life around you – the blossoming meadow, the untrodden woodlands. Without this as...

Let us remove God from the equation, shall we?