A couple of literary luncheons went sugar-tipsy to their heads, like the washing sherry served before those luncheons […]

As you've probably gathered, I do not ship Johnlock. I can roll with pretty much any Sherlock ship, except that one and Adlock.

The picture of devastated Palermo which he draws fills up the measure of the dastardly oppression which has now passed away; more disgraceful excesses than those committed by the Bavarese, as the Sicilians called the royal troops, were …

On Friday morning, I had to be at my house affairs before seven; and they kept me in Apia till past ten, disputing, and consulting about brick and stone and native and hydraulic lime, and cement and sand, and all sorts of otiose details about the chimney – just what I fled from in my father’s office twenty years ago;