Evil indeed is the man who has not one woman to mourn him.
ARTHUR CONAN DOYLELife is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent.
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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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You have a grand gift for silence, Watson. It makes you quite invaluable as a companion.
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I am not the law, but I represent justice so far as my feeble powers go.
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The love of books is among the choicest gifts of the gods.
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Of all ruins, that of a noble mind is the most deplorable.
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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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The unexpected has happened so continually in my life that it has ceased to deserve the name.
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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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So all life is a great chain, the nature of which is known whenever we are shown a link of it.
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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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The larger crimes are apt to be the simpler, for the bigger the crime, the more obvious, as a rule, is the motive.
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Mediocrity knows nothing higher than itself; but talent instantly recognizes genius.
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We balance probabilities and choose the most likely. It is the scientific use of the imagination.
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It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important.
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A sandwich and a cup of coffee, and then off to violin-land, where all is sweetness and delicacy and harmony.
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