The child ever dwells in the mystery of ageless time,
unobscured by the dust of history.

[Holmes is reeling from the doctored wine she gave him] I told you to let it breathe. Can you taste the comet?

Ancient Impossible

Holmes for the Holiday.

You can't see it... you can't feel it... and you can't taste it. But it's here, right now, all around us. It's goin' through you like an X-ray. Right into your cells! What do you think killed all these animals!?

Oliver Cotton - Jack the Ripper

Passion! Passion! We live by this and nothing else. Passion is the power of prayer. The power of will. The power of meditation. The power of the way of the gods. Passion, in other words, is the power of spiritual concentration. And spiritual concentration is the one and only gateway to the realm of mystery and wonder.

That's a terrible name for a detective. Sherlock Holmes?

Who is this?

Science leads to great achievements, which, quite rightly, fill of joy those who seek the truth, but if pursued, teaches us that we must seek other sources of ultimate truth and find answers to existential questions about the meaning of life and the mystery of death.

In "Mystery Train" (1955), he rocks out with an astounding depth, Elvis' voice never sounding so rich, nor so pleading; best of all is his final spontaneous laugh & whoop of excitement, worth its weight in gold.