Me and my dog Marty waiting for Season 3 of Sherlock to start
I’m just the storyteller!
He is the Napoleon of crime, Watson. He is the organizer of half that is evil and nearly all that is undetected in this great city. He is a genius, a philosopher, an abstract thinker. He has a brain of the first order
oh dear, my heart
“It was worth a wound — it was worth many wounds — to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain.” x
There’s, um, something in my eye.
Sobbing. Send help.
It is not the strength of the body that counts, but the strength of the spirit.