Arthur Conan Doyle Quotes
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...it was a huge creature, luminous, ghastly, and spectral. I have cross-examined these men, one of them a hard-headed countryman, one a farrier, and one a moorland farmer, who all tell the same story of this dreadful apparition, exactly corresponding to the hell-hound of the legend. I assure you that there is a reign of terror in the district, and that it is a hardy man who will cross the moor at night.
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Education never ends, Watson. It is a series of lessons, with the greatest for the last.
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Violence does, in truth, recoil upon the violent, and the schemer falls into the pit which he digs for another.
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No man burdens his mind with small matters unless he has some very good reason for doing so.
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Just see how it glints and sparkles. Of course it is a nucleus and focus of crime.
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I am not the law, but I represent justice so far as my feeble powers go.
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Dogs don't make mistakes.
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To his eyes all seemed beautiful, but to me a tinge of melancholy lay upon the countryside, which bore so clearly the mark of the waning year, Yellow leaves carpeted the lanes and fluttered down upon us as we passed, The rattle of our wheels died away as we drove through drifts of rotting vegetation--sad gifts, as it seemed to me, for Nature to throw before the carriage of the returning heir of the Baskervilles.
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It’s every man’s business to see justice done.
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So all life is a great chain, the nature of which is known whenever we are shown a link of it.
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It is, of course, a trifle, but there is nothing so important as trifles.
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I think there are certain crimes which the law cannot touch, and which therefore, to some extent, justify private revenge.
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He spoke wistfully of a sudden leaving, a breaking of old ties, a flight into a strange world, ending in this dreary valley, and Ettie listened, her dark eyes gleaming with pity and with sympathy – those two qualities which may turn so rapidly and so naturally to love.
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I do hate the City of London! It is the only thing which ever comes between us.
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Do you know, Watson," said he, "that it is one of the curses of a mind with a turn like mine that I must look at everything with reference to my own special subject. You look at these scattered houses, and you are impressed by their beauty. I look at them, and the only thought which comes to me is a feeling of their isolation and of the impunity with which crime may be committed there.
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How sweet the morning air is! ...How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!
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I am an omnivorous reader with a strangely retentive memory for trifles.
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"I should have more faith," he said; "I ought to know by this time that when a fact appears opposed to a long train of deductions it invariably proves to be capable of bearing some other interpretation."
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The soul is swayed by the waters.
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And once again Mr. Sherlock Holmes is free to devote his life to examining those interesting little problems which the complexity of human life so pletifuly presents.
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To let the brain work without sufficient material is like racing an engine. It racks itself to pieces.
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When such men, who are beyond hope and fear, begin in their dim minds to see the source their woes, it may be an evil time for those who have wronged them. The weak man becomes strong when he has nothing, for then only can he feel the wild, mad thrill of despair.
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There is nothing more stimulating than a case where everything goes against you.
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It may have been a comedy, or it may have been a tragedy. It cost one man his reason, it cost me a blood-letting, and it cost yet another man the penalties of the law. Yet there was certainly an element of comedy. Well, you shall judge for yourselves.