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His ignorance was as remarkable as his knowledge. Of contemporary literature, philosophy and politics he appeared to know next to nothing... My surprise reached a climax, however, when I found incidentally that he was ignorant of the Copernican Theory and of the composition of the Solar System.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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I am engaged in answering that Italian buffoon, Mazotti, whose views upon the larval development of the tropical termites have excited my derision and contempt . . .
Arthur Conan Doyle
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The fair sex is your department.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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It is a pity he did not write in pencil. As you have no doubt frequently observed, the impression usually goes through -- a fact which has dissolved many a happy marriage.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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The grand thing is to be able to reason backwards.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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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.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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I am somewhat exhausted; I wonder how a battery feels when it pours electricity into a non-conductor?
Arthur Conan Doyle
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It's a very cheery thing to come into London by any of these lines which run high and allow you to look down upon the houses like this." I thought he was joking, for the view was sordid enough, but he soon explained himself. "Look at those big, isolated clumps of buildings rising up above the slates, like brick islands in a lead-coloured sea." "The board-schools." "Light-houses, my boy! Beacons of the future! Capsules with hundreds of bright little seeds in each, out of which will spring the wiser, better England of the future.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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If the man who observes the myriad stars, and considers that they and their innumerable satellites move in their serene dignity through the heavens, each swinging clear of the other's orbit-if, I say, the man who sees this cannot realise the Creator's attributes without the help of the book of Job, then his view of things is beyond my understanding.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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Dogs don't make mistakes.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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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.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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So complex is the human spirit that it can itself scarce discern the deep springs which impel it to action.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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One dumb-bell, Watson! Consider an athlete with one dumb-bell. Picture to yourself the unilateral development - the imminent danger of a spinal curvature. Shocking, Watson, shocking!
Arthur Conan Doyle
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There's no need for fiction in medicine,' remarks Foster... 'for the facts will always beat anything you fancy.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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There seems to me to be absolutely no limit to the inanity and credulity of the human race. Homo Sapiens! Homo idioticus!
Arthur Conan Doyle
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Eliminate all other factors, and the one which remains must be the truth.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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Where there is no imagination there is no horror.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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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.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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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.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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I am not the law, but I represent justice so far as my feeble powers go.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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You never tire of the moor. You cannot think the wonderful secrets which it contains. It is so vast, and so barren, and so mysterious.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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A study in scarlet, eh? Why shouldn't we use a little art jargon? There's the scarlet thread of murder running through the colourless skein of life, and our duty is to unravel it, and isolate it, and expose every inch of it.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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Anything is better than stagnation.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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The soul is swayed by the waters.
Arthur Conan Doyle
