"Did you see him?" [Sherlock Holmes] asked.
"You mean the old fellow who has just gone out?"
"Yes, I met him at the door."
"What did you think of him?"
"A pathetic, futile, broken creature."
"Exactly, Watson. Pathetic and futile. But is not all life pathetic and futile? Is not his story a microcosm of the whole? We reach. We grasp. And what is left in our hands at the end? A shadow. Or worse than a shadow -- misery."
- From "The Adventure of the Retired Colourman"
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Posted by Koala Mentala at 5:54 pm