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By the way, Doctor, I shall want your cooperation.' 'I shall be delighted.' 'You don't mind breaking the law?' 'Not in the least.' 'Nor running a chance of arrest?' 'Not in a good cause.' 'Oh, the cause is excellent!' 'Then I am your man.' 'I was sure that I might rely on you.
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It isn't true that the laws of nature have been capriciously disturbed; that snakes have talked; that women have been turned into salt; that rods have brought water out of rocks.
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The unexpected has happened so continually in my life that it has ceased to deserve the name.
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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.
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Accounts are not quite settled between us," said she, with a passion that equaled my own. "I can love, and I can hate. You had your choice. You chose to spurn the first; now you must test the other.
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Art in the blood is liable to take the strangest forms.
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On general principles, it is best that I should not leave the country. Scotland Yard feels lonely without me, and it causes an unhealthy excitement among the criminal classes.
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Anything is better than stagnation.
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Eliminate all other factors, and the one which remains must be the truth.
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What you do in this world is a matter of no consequence. The question is, what can you make people believe that you have done?
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It is, of course, a trifle, but there is nothing so important as 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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As a rule, the more bizarre a thing is, the less mysterious it proves to be.
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It is horrible, yet fascinating, this struggle between a set purpose and an utterly exhausted frame.
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There's an east wind coming all the same, such a wind as never blew on England yet. It will be cold and bitter, Watson, and a good many of us may wither before its blast. But it's God's own wind none the less and a cleaner, better stronger land will lie in the sunshine when the storm has cleared.
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It's a wicked world, and when a clever man turns his brain to crime it is the worst of all.
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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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There's no need for fiction in medicine,' remarks Foster... 'for the facts will always beat anything you fancy.
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There are heroisms all round us waiting to be done.
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It is a fool's plan to teach a man to be a cur in peace, and think that he will be a lion in war.
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It is fortunate for this community that I am not a criminal.
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"Recognising, as I do, that you are the second highest expert in Europe" "Indeed, sir! May I inquire who has the honour to be the first?" Asked Holmes, with some asperity. "To the man of precised, scientific mind the work of Monsieur Bertillon must always appeal strongly." "Then had you not better consult him?" "I said, sir, to the precisely scientific mind. But as a practical man of affairs it is acknowledged that you stand alone. I trust, sir, that I have not inadvertently--" "Just a little," said Holmes.
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Well, well, my dear fellow, be it so. We have shared this same room for some years, and it would be amusing if we ended by sharing the same cell.
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I am an omnivorous reader with a strangely retentive memory for trifles.