I read The Hound of The Baskervilles, A Study in Scarlet <3 , The Speckled Band, and A Scandal in Bohemia, all by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, last week. I read The Hound of The Baskervilles first, it was the first Sherlock Holmes book I'd ever read. It was lying around the house. Waiting. You know what I mean. I loved the cleverness. I dug up more Sir Arthur Conan Doyle from the attic. I read some more. I loved the cleverness some more. Happy. So clever. Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. Marvelous.
"You see," he explained, "I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose. A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that he comes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with a lot of other things so that he has a difficulty in laying his hands upon it. Now the skilful workman is very careful indeed as to what he takes into his brain-attic. He will have nothing but the tools which may help him in doing his work, but of these he has a large assortment, and all in the most perfect order. It is a mistake to think that that little room has elastic walls and can distend to any extent. Depend upon it there comes a time when for every addition of knowledge you forget something that you knew before. It is of the highest importance, therefore, not to have useless facts elbowing out the useful ones." - A Study in Scarlet, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
S.H. & J.W. are awesome.