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 DOYLEViolence does, in truth, recoil upon the violent, and the schemer falls into the pit which he digs for another.
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Life, it turns out, is infinitely more clever and adaptable than anyone had ever supposed.
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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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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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Women are naturally secretive, and they like to do their own secreting.
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We can’t command our love, but we can our actions.
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Love is an emotional thing, and whatever is emotional is opposed to that true cold reason which I place above all things.
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It is a great thing to start life with a small number of really good books which are your very own.
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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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How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!
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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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The chief proof of man’s real greatness lies in his perception of his own smallness.
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Violence does, in truth, recoil upon the violent, and the schemer falls into the pit which he digs for another.
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Art in the blood is liable to take the strangest forms.
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I am not the law, but I represent justice so far as my feeble powers go.
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If i could be assured of your destruction, i would in the interest of the public, cheerfully accept my death.
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