Quotes from Laurie R. King

For a man who claimed not to care much for women, Mr Holmes sure found some strong ones.

Normally, one is only conscious of the room around one, but when no-one else is present, one's awareness is free to fill all the space.

Hugh] winced as I squealed the tyres, but after all, it wasn't his motorcar. Holmes did more than wince before we were out of Oxford, but I didn't hit anybody, and only brushed the farm cart slightly. It wasn't his automobile either, and what do men know about driving?

One must never disregard a message from the universe.

You see why I married her, Mycroft? The exquisite juxtaposition of ladylike threads and backhanded compliments proved irresistible.

I dislike the idea of a murderer employing children,' said Holmes darkly. 'It is, I agree, bad for their morals, and interferes with their sleep.' 'And their schooling,' added Holmes sententiously.

You translate it, please. I have worked hard to forget what Greek I once knew.

To continue with the analogy, my perspective, my brush technique, my use of colour and shade, are all entirely different from his. The subject is essentially the same; it is the eyes and the hands of the artist that change.

A woman's guess is much more accurate than a man's certainty. —RUDYARD KIPLING (1865–1936)

but having an entire policy of 'Us Good, Them Bad' does little more than create a magnet for trouble-makers.

When there is an emotional element in a belief, argument rarely has much effect. 

When ambitious men overcome a dynasty and seize power, they inevitably adopt most of the ways of their predecessors. —THE Muqaddimah OF IBN KHALDÛN

I am watching bees.

When we arrived at his cottage we had known each other forever.

Don't stride so, Russell!" Holmes whispered fiercely. "Throw your boots out in front of you as you walk and let your elbows stick out a bit. It would help if you let your mouth hang open stupidly, and for God's sake take off your glasses, at least until we get out of town. I won't allow you to walk into anything. Do you think you could persuade your nose to drip a bit, just for the effect?

He was a talkative man and jabbered away the whole time as his horse meandered about the road. It saved us from having to construct a story for him, though by the time he left us in Banbury, I was most weary of smiling stupidly out from under my hat brim and trying not to squint. As his wagon pulled away, I turned to Holmes. "Next time we do this, I will play the deaf old woman and you can laugh at rude jests for an hour.

The lust for murder is not a rational thing. In queens, it is an instinctual response.

Love was the thing that kept a person going past exhaustion, beyond reason, after hope was at its end. Grit

Moments of pure relaxation were rare for me. There was always the nagging of books unread, work undone, time a-wasting.

If Mrs. Elliott chose to work off her upset by indulging in an orgy of baking, it was fine with me.

You did tell me what a very superior sort of mind your friend has. What a pity he was born trapped in a man's body.

XVXVI, or 10-5-10-5-1, yielded H-E-H-E-A, which, unless she wanted to show her derisive laughter, made no sense.

When the choice came down to tears, strong drink, or potatoes, one chooses potatoes. She

You think the knife was used, cleaned, then scraped through the blood on the floor?" Lestrade asked. "Evidently." "Why do that?" "Chief Inspector, I try to form my hypotheses upon data, rather than shape the data to match my wishes." And