His Last Bow

Education never ends, Watson. It is a series of lessons, with the greatest for the last.

There's an east wind coming all the same, such a wind as never blew on England yet. It will be cold and bitter, Watson, and a good many of us may wither before its blast. But it's God's own wind none the less and a cleaner, better stronger land will lie in the sunshine when the storm has cleared.

His incredible untidiness, his addiction to music at strange hours, his occasional revolver practice within doors, his weird and often malodorous scientific experiments, and the atmosphere of violence and danger which hung around him made him the very worst tenant in London.

He seems to have declared war on the King’s English as well as on the English king.

You know,' I answered, with some emotion, for I had never seen so much of Holmes' heart before, 'that it is my greatest joy and privilege to help you.

What object is served by this circle of misery and violence and fear? It must tend to some end, or else our universe is ruled by chance, which is unthinkable. But what end? There is the great standing perennial problem to which human reason is as far from an answer as ever.

All other men are specialists, but his specialism is omniscience.

Though unmusical, German is the most expressive of all languages,

(...) We are bound to go.” My answer was to rise from the table. “You are right, Holmes. We are bound to go.” He sprang up and shook me by the hand. “I knew you would not shrink at the last,” said he, and for a moment I saw something in his eyes which was nearer to tenderness than I had ever seen. The next instant he was his masterful, practical self once more.

This great and sombre stage is set for something more worthy than that,” said he. “It is fortunate for this community that I am not a criminal.

There have,” said I, “been numerous petty thefts.” Holmes snorted his contempt. “This great and sombre stage is set for something more worthy than that,” said he. “It is fortunate for this community that I am not a criminal.

Good old Watson! You are the one fixed point in a changing age.

It would be superfluous to drive us mad, my dear Watson," said he. "A candid observer would certainly declare that we were so already before we embarked upon so wild an experiment.

How do you know that?" "I followed you." "I saw no one." "That is what you may expect to see when I follow you.

By all means." "The first three sensible words that you have uttered since you entered this room, Watson

Kāda gan tam ir nozīme, Vatson? - Holmss nopietni teica, nolikdams papīra lapu. - Kāds mērķis ir sasniegts ar šo bēdu, varmācības un šausmu apli? Tam ir jāvirzās uz kaut kādu mērķi, jo pretējā gadījumā taču pār mūsu pasauli valda nejaušība, kas ir neiedomājami. Bet uz kādu mērķi? Tas, lūk, ir pastāvīgais, mūžīgais jautājums, uz kuru cilvēka saprāts vēl joprojām nav spējis sniegt atbildi.

But you, Holmes-you have changed very little-save for that horrible goatee." "These are the sacrifices one makes for one's country, Watson," said Holmes, pulling at his little tuft. "To-morrow it will be but a dreadful memory.