Libraries made me - as a reader, as a writer, and as a human being. Laurie R. King More Quotes by Laurie R. King More Quotes From Laurie R. King The period after the First World War was an extremely different time, so that Sherlock Holmes would have been a different person following 1918 than he was during the Victorian era. Laurie R. King differentwarworld Only the careless leave a possibility unattended due to assumptions. Laurie R. King carelesspossibilityassumption When you're putting together a story, sometimes you just have to skip over the boring bits. Laurie R. King storiestogethersometimes I slept in the bedroom used by Sabine Baring-Goulds wife when I was researching The Moor, and later the Jamaica Inn on Bodmin Moor. Laurie R. King jamaicabedroomwife In silent films, quite complex plots are built around action, setting, and the actors gestures and facial expressions, with a very few storyboards to nail down specific plot points. Laurie R. King silent-filmsnailsexpression The last dog I had was an Irish wolfhound - now that is a dog. Rather spoils a person for a lesser canine, that is, anything under a hundredweight. Laurie R. King caninelastsdog My God...it can think. Laurie R. King thinking I was fifteen when I first met Sherlock Holmes, fifteen years old with my nose in a book as I walked the Sussex Downs, and nearly stepped on him. In my defense I must say it was an engrossing book, and it was very rare to come across another person in that particular part of the world in that war year of 1915. Laurie R. King warbookyears Holmes had cultivated the ability to still the noise of the mind, by smoking his pipe and playing nontunes on the violin. He once compared this mental state with the sort of passive seeing that enables the eye, in a dim light or at a great distance, to grasp details with greater clarity by focusing slightly to one side of the object of interest. When active, strained vision only obscures and frustrates, looking away often permits the eyes to see and interpret the shapes of what it sees. Thus does inattention allow the mind to register the still, small whisper of the daughter of the voice. Laurie R. King distancedaughtereye Holmes, I'm a 24 year old prude. Laurie R. King holmesprudesyears Men do, I've found, accept the most errant nonsense from a well dressed woman Laurie R. King nonsenseacceptingmen Eccentricty had flowered into madness. Laurie R. King madness Blogs are the main exception I make in my aversion to complex machinery. Laurie R. King machineryaversionexception It was hypnotic, and then it was unsettling, and finally I became aware of another entity in my universe, sitting on the shore two hundred yards away, smoking a pipe. Laurie R. King yardssmokingtwo Ma'alesh; no matter; never mind; what can you do but accept things as they are? Ma'alesh, your pot overturned in the fire; ma'alesh, your prize mare died; ma'alesh, you lost all your possessions and half your family. The word was the everyday essence of Islam - which itself, after all, means "submission. Laurie R. King essencefiremean The hand of bone and sinew and flesh achieves its immortality in taking up a pen. The hand on a page wields a greater power than the fleshly hand ever could in life. Laurie R. King pagesfleshhands Tell me about yourself, Miss Russel." I started to give him the obligatory response, first the demurral and then the reluctant flat autobiography, but some slight air of polite inattention in his manner stopped me. Instead, I found myself grinning at him. "Why don't you tell me about myself, Mr. Holmes? Laurie R. King missingairgiving Why the devil was my husband positively grinning - and with what looked remarkably like relief? Laurie R. King reliefdevilhusband But a topee is not a turban, and I had been my teacher's pupil before I became my husband's wife, learning to my bones that half a disguise is none at all...The moment my short-cropped, pomade-sleek, unquestionably masculine hair passed beneath his nose was the closest thing I've ever seen Holmes to fainting dead away. Laurie R. King husbandhairteacher Stop it!' He relented, so far as he could, stepping forward to take my head into his hands. 'Russell, once, only once, I was taken and suffered for it. Please, my dear wife, believe me, this is not the same situation...'...I turned back to Holmes and hissed, 'If you're wrong, I shall be extremely angry with you.' Then O kissed him hard on the lips, more threat than affection, and let him step back into his cell...'However, Russ? I think that, all in all, given the choice, I prefer you with the hair and without the moustache. Laurie R. King takenbelievethinking
