“You see why I married her, Mycroft? The exquisite juxtaposition of ladylike threads and backhanded compliments proved irresistible.” — Laurie R. King Marriage Copy Share Image
“Suddenly, it occurred to me that my feelings towards the little man were distinctly maternal. Good God, I thought, how utterly revolting,… — Laurie R. King Feminism Copy Share Image
“The night air moved up towards the Downs, washing over sea and orchard. I breathed it in, and thought that henceforth, loneliness… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
...but somehow the madness around me and the turmoil I carried within myself acted as counterweights, and I survived in the centre. — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
The period after the First World War was an extremely different time, so that Sherlock Holmes would have been a different person… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
I slept in the bedroom used by Sabine Baring-Gould's wife when I was researching 'The Moor,' and later the Jamaica Inn on… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
In silent films, quite complex plots are built around action, setting, and the actors' gestures and facial expressions, with a very few… — Laurie R. King Action Copy Share Image
What does it mean, to lose one's mind? Where does it go? If a man is out of his mind, where is… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
“Who am I?’ you mean.” He smiled at the question and gave what was at first glance a most oblique answer. “Do… — Laurie R. King Communication Copy Share Image
Holmes had cultivated the ability to still the noise of the mind, by smoking his pipe and playing nontunes on the violin.… — Laurie R. King Ability Copy Share Image
Stop it!' He relented, so far as he could, stepping forward to take my head into his hands. 'Russell, once, only once,… — Laurie R. King Affection Copy Share Image
Do not neglect to bring your revolver, Russell. It may be needed, and it does us no good in your drawer with… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
Now, I'm as appreciative as the next obsessive-compulsive recovering-academic of the vast riches of material becoming available online, thanks to all those… — Laurie R. King Academic Copy Share Image
“I could never, I knew then, lose myself "in love." Margery had accused me of coldness, and she was right, but she… — Laurie R. King Feminism Copy Share Image
I undid the wrappings with great curiosity, for Holmes did not normally give gifts. I opened the dark velvet jewller's box and… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
The words given voice inside the mind are not always clear, however; they can be gentle and elliptical, what the prophets call… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
It was hypnotic, and then it was unsettling, and finally I became aware of another entity in my universe, sitting on the… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
“Normally, one is only conscious of the room around one, but when no-one else is present, one's awareness is free to fill… — Laurie R. King Awareness Copy Share Image
You cannot help being a female, and I should be something of a fool were I to discount your talents merely because… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
The last dog I had was an Irish wolfhound - now that is a dog. Rather spoils a person for a lesser… — Laurie R. King Animal Copy Share Image
I slept in the bedroom used by Sabine Baring-Goulds wife when I was researching The Moor, and later the Jamaica Inn on… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
. . . the first spring in five free from the rumour of guns across the Channel, a spring anxious to make… — Laurie R. King Anxious Copy Share Image
Travel broadens, they say. My personal experience has been that, in the short term at any rate, it merely flattens, aiming its… — Laurie R. King Daily life Copy Share Image
“Margery," I blurted out in a passion of frustration. "I don't know what to make of you!" Nor I you, Mary. Frankly,… — Laurie R. King Faith Copy Share Image
“-in New York, a cat could look at a king. Hell, a cat could get himself elected king. But in England, where… — Laurie R. King England Copy Share Image
“I took the broom and made a wild sweep along the workbench, and an edge of the unwieldy head sent a tray… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
I became, in other words, more like Holmes than the man himself: brilliant, driven to a point of obsession, careless of myself,… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
I was fifteen when I first met Sherlock Holmes, fifteen years old with my nose in a book as I walked the… — Laurie R. King Book Copy Share Image
“Madam, there is no treachery in the truth. There may be pain, but to face honestly all possible conclusions formed by a… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
I felt instantly at home, and wanted only to dismiss Alistair, along with the rest of Justice Hall, that I might have… — Laurie R. King Copy Share Image
“THE OXFORD UNIVERSITY I came up to in 1917 was a shadow of her normal, self-assured self, its population a tenth of… — Laurie R. King Black death Copy Share Image
