Edited sentence: Arthur Conan Doyle's short story My Friend the Murderer ends with this phrase.Brother Stephen goes on to translate the phrase as "thus passes the way of the world".In Chapter Twelve of Paul Doherty's novel, The Cup of Ghosts, Brother Stephen, an infirmarian, uses the phrase in regards to the fall of Richard of Pudlicott when explaining to Mathilde of Westminster that the leathery strips she touched on a door at Westminster was what was left of Puddlicott's skin