A Man With So Large A Brain

You Are My Heart, My Life, My One And Only Thought.

As A Rule, The More Bizarre A Thing Is, The Less Mysterious It Proves To Be.

I Never Guess. It Is A Shocking Habit Destructive To The Logical Faculty.

It Is The Small Men And Not The Great Who Hold Their Noses In The Air.

Man, Or At Least Criminal Man, Has Lost All Enterprise And Originality. As To My Own Little Practice, It Seems To Be Degenerating Into An Agency For Recovering Lost Lead Pencils And Giving Advice To Young Ladies From Boarding-schools.