“There was nowhere to sit except the bunk, which was covered with rotting food, and a wooden stool, upon which sat a large fur-covered lump—an old cheese, perhaps, or a dead cat.”
“Watch out, I have a large, very large fur, with which I could cover you up entirely, and I have a mind to catch you in it as in a net.”
“The aim of literature ... is the creation of a strange object covered with fur which breaks your heart.”
“The aim of literature," Baskerville replied grandly, "is the creation of a strange object covered with fur which breaks your heart.”
“There's nowhere else to escape to ... Except in a wooden box, that is.”
“In the middle of nowhere, an old wooden bridge is a golden bridge!”