Sherlock Holmes Quotes Novels & Stories

"I've always know the Albert Einstein I read in books to be always confident and brave in himself not someone who gives up at a sight of failure." Anderson shaked his head and continued, "You know a quote that has always been my motivation?" They shaked their head in the negatives. "It's this, ‘We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them.’ And guess who said those words. . .Albert Einstein! Look, Sir, I believe in you. It's what you taught me to — through your actions — it's why I'm here."

“But we’re not leaving them any clues and how can they work out what really happened if we don’t actually know ourselves.” “Look, it’s like Sacheverell Sitwell said . . . ” “Not this old quote again, you got that from Cold Hand in Mine. I read Aickman too you know.” “Good for you, doesn’t mean it doesn’t bear repeating. ‘In the end it is the mystery that lasts and not the explanation.’” “Why can’t we just have a proper ending for once?”

} "There is only one way to find out." Zhi Ruo opened the door ever so quietly, feeling her way through the dark room. 'Sigh, it seems he wasn't at….' Flick! "Where have you been, young lady?" A deep voice ripped through the room. {Oops.} Relatable Quote ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾ - I walk around like everything’s fine, but deep down, inside my shoe, my sock is sliding off.

Is there anything this man cannot do? "I have no idea what you just said." I've stopped eating, and I'm completely fixated on his mouth. "It's a quote from The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas. 'Besides we are men, and after all it is our business to risk our lives.' I enjoy his books." I'm caught off guard. He fucking quotes Dumas in French. "You read?" And it happens. His head tilts back and he laughs. I can see his perfectly white teeth and the wide expanse of his neck. The reserve he controls so tightly is gone.

I laugh "I jest baby, I jest, but let's talk about the newest shit on ground. My dear Kitten" "I swear to God, if you talk about her one more time-" "Would you rather I talk about shits like how many calories I lost? No shit, Sherlock. Plus, I know you like hearing me talk even though you pretend that you don't, except now, I'm talking about something you give a fuck about!" "That hasn't been proven yet" "Baby, denial suits you but I don't fuck with that" I turn back to Caramel "Holy shit! I got it!"

"That's a quote, isn't it?" Her mouth opens, and her eyes widen on him. "Yes Master, it is." Gazing out of the window, he rubs his nose. "I know the reference, but for the life of me, I can't think where from." Charlotte's eyes are glossing.... What's going on here? Michael exchanges a look with me, shrugging and shaking his head. She almost whispers. "It's from 'The Notebooks of Lazarus Long.' taken from Heinlein's 'Time Enough for Love'."

“It’s never early for anything as long as you want it.” “Nice quote. Where did you hear it from?” Asher asked me as he took a sip from the cup in his hands. “Would you believe me if I told you that I just made it up on the spot?” Asher stared at me for a few seconds before bursting into laughter, and I joined in, following suit. “That’s impressive.” “Thank you,” I replied, raising my glass towards him before taking a look around the place. “You look like you’ve got something you want to say, Lorenzo.”

“I know you heard.” No shit, Sherlock. I crossed my arms and leaned against the door. “Go away.” “I need to explain—” “No,” I cut him off. “You need to think about the fact that you just casually ordered a woman’s death like you were choosing what socks to wear. What the hell is wrong with you?” There was a pause. “She’s not who you think she is.” “I don’t think anything,” I snapped. “Because you don’t tell me anything!” Another pause.

He said in a hushed tone. "I guess you are not as loyal an agent as one would think. What happened? Was the prize money not enough?" I scoffed. His eyes fell to the ground and he began fiddling with his fingers, stealing a glance at the cell door with...longing in his eyes. "You are stuck here." I realised. "Right on, Sherlock Holmes." He confirmed. "I am never getting out of here, not alive at least." Normally, I would have been ecstatic at the news of him rotting in a cell for the rest of his life. He had hurt Charlie after all, but I couldn't help but feel pity for him as he sat lazily on the bed.

SIA'S POV I was walking straight to the door without looking back, even if I wanted to steal just a glance, but I knew if I looked back I won't be able to run away so easily. Just like, Lot's wife looked back and was turned into a block of salt. I was at the door just about to grab the handle, when I heard Mr Holmes address me once again, "If you haven't done anything to them" I turned sharply around to look at him. He wanted to tear me to pieces and then rub salt in the cracks. If that was what he wanted, then that is what he will get. He looked at my sharp expressions but still continued,