“In fact, you’re right. The safest thing is to stay here. Wait for morning. Wait for these Others, to see if they ever show up. Wait for the brave folks on the raft to bring help. But me? I’m tired of waiting." | Lost, 2.1: Man of Science, Man of Faith
Martin Scorsese in "A Personal Journey with Martin Scorsese Through American Movies (1995)"
Mycroft Holmes was a much larger and stouter man than Sherlock. His body was absolutely corpulent, but is face, though massive, had preserved something of the sharpness of expression which was so remarkable in that of his brother. His eyes, which were of a peculiarly light, watery gray, seemed to always retain that far-away, introspective look which I had only observed in Sherlock’s when he was exerting his full powers.
- The Adventure of the Greek Interpreter (Arthur Conan Doyle, 1893)
My father told me we was all born of blood and tribulation. So then too, was our great city.
Look, whatever you do, don’t name your kid after yourself. He might turn out to be more well known than you and it’ll be very traumatising. We still hadn’t thought up a name in the cab on the way to the hospital. It was just laziness combined with male ego.