By John Hertz: Speaking of Nero Wolfe, which I think is worth doing provided it’s one of Rex Stout’s stories, while happening to re-read ”Murder Is Corny” (1964) I found this – who knows how many times I’d seen it before it struck a spark (1980 Bantam printing of the collection Trio for Blunt Instruments, p. 134):
There it is, your one major flaw: a distorted conception of the impossible.
Stout never says Wolfe gave s-f a thought. But what more could you ask?
The Latin above may come from the poet Virgil. Literally it’s “And [even] in Arcadia, I am”.
In a painting by Guercino of about 1620 (the cautious say “1618-1622”; computer lovers will recognize my choice) idyllic shepherds find it on a tomb. If you read E. Waugh’s Brideshead Revisited (1945), which I think is worth doing, you’ll find it’s the first part.
You can look up “Arcadia”. And you can decide for yourself about the rest.