A man always finds it hard to realize that he may have finally lost a woman’s love, however badly he may have treated her.
ARTHUR CONAN DOYLECritics kind never mind! Critics flatter no matter! Critics blame all the same! Do your best damn the rest!
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His Ignorance was as remarkable as his knowledge.
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Evil indeed is the man who has not one woman to mourn him.
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When we parted she was a free woman, but I could never again be a free man.
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There is danger for him who taketh the tiger cub, and danger also for whoso snatches a delusion from a woman.
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It is, I admit, mere imagination; but how often is imagination the mother of truth?
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The future was with Fate. The present was our own.
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For strange effects and extraordinary combinations we must go to life itself, which is always far more daring than any effort of the imagination.
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The love of books is among the choicest gifts of the gods.
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The chief proof of man’s real greatness lies in his perception of his own smallness.
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Everything comes in circles. The old wheel turns, and the same spoke comes up. It’s all been done before, and will be again.
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When a man does a queer thing, or two queer things, there may be a meaning to it, but when everything he does is queer, then you begin to wonder.
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It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data. Insensibly one begins to twist facts to suit theories, instead of theories to suit facts.
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Circumstantial evidence is a very tricky thing. It may seem to point very straight to one thing, but if you shift your own point of view a little, you may find it pointing in an equally uncompromising manner to something entirely different.
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It is not that I think or believe, but that I know.
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There are heroisms all round us waiting to be done.
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