Arthur Conan Doyle Quotes

It might have driven me mad; but I was always a pretty stubborn one, so I just held on and bided my time.

The bent head, the averted eye, the faltering voice, the wincing figure- these, and not the unshrinking gaze and frank reply, are the true signals of passion.

It is not really difficult to construct a series of inferences, each dependent upon its predecessor and each simple in itself. If, after doing so, one simply knocks out all the central inferences and presents one's audience with the starting-point and the conclusion, one may produce a startling, though perhaps a meretricious, effect.

Now is the dramatic moment of fate, Watson, when you hear a step upon the stair which is walking into your life, and you know not whether for good or ill.

There is danger for him who taketh the tiger cub, and danger also for whoso snatches a delusion from a woman.

Exactly. Since it is morally justifiable, I have only to consider the question of personal risk. Surely a gentleman should not lay much stress upon this, when a lady is in most desperate need of his help?

Professor Moriarty is not a man who lets the grass grow under his feet.

I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window here. Was ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the duncoloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material?

Watson. Come at once if convenient. If inconvenient, come all the same.

Un sot trouve toujours un plus sot qui l'admire.

A fool always finds a greater fool to admire him.

Birdy Edwards is here. I am Birdy Edwards!

What can we know? What are we all? Poor silly half-brained things peering out at the infinite, with the aspirations of angels and the instincts of beasts.

The temptation to form premature theories upon insufficient data is the bane of our profession.

The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.

Come, Watson, come!' he cried. 'The game is afoot. Not a word! Into your clothes and come!'

Ten minutes later we were both in a cab and rattling through the silent streets on our way to Charing Cross Station.