Never trust to general impressions, my boy, but concentrate yourself upon details.
ARTHUR CONAN DOYLEEverything comes in circles. The old wheel turns, and the same spoke comes up. It’s all been done before, and will be again.
More Arthur Conan Doyle Quotes
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A man should keep his little brain attic stocked with all the furniture that he is likely to use, and the rest he can put away in the lumber room of his library, where he can get it if he wants it.
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Where there is no imagination, there is no horror.
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A change of work is the best rest.
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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 may be that you are not yourself luminous, but that you are a conductor of light. Some people without possessing genius have a remarkable power of stimulating it.
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It is, I admit, mere imagination; but how often is imagination the mother of truth?
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The most difficult crime to track is the one which is purposeless.
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We would not dare to conceive the things which are really mere common places of existence.
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It is not that I think or believe, but that I know.
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It is with nations as it is with individuals. A book of history is a book of sermons.
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There are always some lunatics about. It would be a dull world without them.
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It is stupidity rather than courage to refuse to recognize danger when it is close upon you.
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I get in the dumps at times, and don’t open my mouth for days on end. You must not think I am sulky when I do that. Just let me alone, and I’ll soon be right.
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I dislike my fellow-mortals. Justice compels me to add that they appear for the most part to dislike me.
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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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