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How sweet the morning air is! ...How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!

How sweet the morning air is! ...How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!

Arthur Conan Doyle
Sweet, Morning, Ambition
Arthur Conan Doyle (2013). “The Complete Sherlock Holmes”, p.121, Race Point Publishing

How sweet the morning air is! See how that one little cloud floats like a pink feather from some gigantic flamingo. Now the red rim of the sun pushes itself over the London cloud-bank. It shines on a good many folk, but on none, I dare bet, who are on a stranger errand than you and I. How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!

Arthur Conan Doyle
Sweet, Nature, Morning
Arthur Conan Doyle (2013). “The Complete Sherlock Holmes”, p.121, Race Point Publishing

Mr. Sherlock Holmes, who was usually very late in the mornings, save upon those not infrequent occasions when he was up all night, was seated at the breakfast table. I stood upon the hearth-rug and picked up the stick which our visitor had left behind him the night before.

Arthur Conan Doyle
Morning, Book, Heart
Arthur Conan Doyle (1989). “Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Stories”, p.449, Wordsworth Editions

The goose we retained until this morning, when there were signs that, in spite of the slight frost, it would be well that it should be eaten without delay. Its finder has carried it off therefore to fulfil the ultimate destiny of a goose.

Arthur Conan Doyle
Morning, Food, Destiny
Arthur Conan Doyle (2015). “The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes”, p.110, Zillmann Publishing

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