Irene Adler Quotes

“To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex.”
― Arthur Conan Doyle

“And that was how a great scandal threatened to affect the kingdom of Bohemia, and how the best plans of Mr. Sherlock Holmes were beaten by a woman’s wit. He used to make merry over the cleverness of women, but I have not heard him do it of late. And when he speaks of Irene Adler, or when he refers to her photograph, it is always under the honourable title of the woman.”
― Arthur Conan Doyle, A Scandal in Bohemia

“Life is seldom about the destination, Sherlock,” smiled Irene. “It’s about the journey.”
― Melvyn Small, Holmes: Volume 1

“Have you ever had anyone? And when I say "had", I'm being indelicate.”
― Irene Adler

“we are two like-minded creatures too well-matched, both equal halves of a whole not altogether wholesome”
― Beatriz Fitzgerald Fernandez, Shining from a Different Firmament

“Hello, Miss Adler. Irene Adler. Wow,” he said, his voice hushed. “This is so weird.”
― Colleen Gleason, The Clockwork Scarab

“Have you ever had someone? And when I say "had", I'm being indelicate.”
― Irene Adler

“Dr. Freud said he would like to see me again,” she said, finally.

“I just bet he would!” Irene laughed. “He collects beetles of all sorts, and you resemble a gray beetle that seems ordinary, but shine a light on it and it begins to shimmer like an opal—blue and green, all cool colors for you, I think. You know, when all of you had just arrived here, I admired your self-control. Here you were in a strange country, determined to rescue a woman you didn’t know from a danger you didn’t understand, all because a friend had asked you to. You were tired from a long journey, yet there you were, coolly making plans. Then later I realized it wasn’t self-control at all—it’s simply the way you are, like Sherlock. He can’t help it either. When there’s a problem to be solved, he sits down and solves it: rationally, efficiently.”

Mary opened her mouth to protest.

“I don’t mean that you’re emotionless, my dear. I just mean that your emotions are, themselves, efficient, rational. Please don’t misunderstand me—I admire you very much and I would like to be your friend. But you remind me of Sherlock more than anyone I’ve ever met.”

“I think that’s a compliment?” said Mary. “I mean, I find him dreadfully aggravating, sometimes. . . .”

“Don’t we all!”
― Theodora Goss, European Travel for the Monstrous Gentlewoman

“Irene took a sip of coffee. “Ahhh!” she said, almost involuntarily. “I really, really needed that.” She turned back to Lucinda. “All right, tell me about your father. Your earthly father.”

“I have no father anymore,” said Lucinda. “He has sinned, grievously he has sinned. He has consorted with demons, and surely the Lord will send him down to perdition.”
“What the hell does that mean?” asked Diana.

“Hush,” said Mary. “You haven’t even finished what’s on your plate. Are you Diana, or some sort of doppelgänger? Because the Diana I know doesn’t leave food uneaten.”

“Go to hell,” said Diana, but she said it under her breath and stuffed her mouth with a poppy-seed roll.”
― Theodora Goss, European Travel for the Monstrous Gentlewoman

“MARY: Cat, should you be writing all this? I mean, Irene still lives in Vienna. Her secret room won’t be a secret once this book is published.

CATHERINE: She said I could. Granted, she said no one would believe it anyway, the way no one believes Mrs. Shelly’s biography of Victor Frankenstein. Everyone assumes it’s fiction. She says people rarely believe in what they think to be improbable, although they often believe in the impossible. They find it easier to believe in spiritualism than in the platypus.

BEATRICE: So she thinks our readers might assume this is a work of fiction?

CATHERINE: Bea, you sound upset by that.

BEATRICE: And you are not? Do you not care whether readers understand that this is the truth of our lives?

CATHERINE: As long as they buy the book, no, not much. As long as they pay their two shillings a volume, and I receive royalties . . .”
― Theodora Goss, European Travel for the Monstrous Gentlewoman

“To Sherlock Holmes she is always ”
― Arthur Conan Doyle, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

“Tonight, I ask, on behalf of Her Royal Highness, the Princess of Wales, will you do what no other young women are called to do, and place your lives and honor at the feet of your country?”
― Colleen Gleason, The Clockwork Scarab

“All right,” said Mary. “When do you want us to leave?”

“As soon as Diana changes back into women’s clothes,” said Irene.

“Why?” asked Diana, outraged. “I don’t want to.”

“Because you’re supposed to be neurasthenic and hysterical. No one will question that diagnosis in a girl going through puberty.”

“Puberty yourself!” said Diana, then whispered to Hannah, “That’s a dirty word, isn’t it? I’m pretty sure that’s a dirty word.”
― Theodora Goss, European Travel for the Monstrous Gentlewoman

“This is magnificent,” said Justine. “I’ve never seen anything like it. But I can’t make out the artist’s name?”

“It’s by a friend of mine,” said Irene. “His name is not known outside of Vienna, but it will be—I think someday soon, all of Europe will be talking about Gustav Klimt. I was the model for this one. I don’t know if you can see the resemblance.”
― Theodora Goss, European Travel for the Monstrous Gentlewoman