It is not my intention to be fulsome, but I confess that I covet your skull. Arthur Conan Doyle More Quotes by Arthur Conan Doyle More Quotes From Arthur Conan Doyle I am engaged in answering that Italian buffoon, Mazotti, whose views upon the larval development of the tropical termites have excited my derision and contempt . . . Arthur Conan Doyle sarcasmitalianhumorous "I have seen those symptoms before," said Holmes, throwing his cigarette into the fire. "Oscillation upon the pavement always means an affaire de coeur." Arthur Conan Doyle sarcasmhumorousmean His neighbor is a tooth-drawer. That bag at his girdle is full of the teeth that he drew at Winchester fair. I warrant that there are more sound ones than sorry, for he is quick at his work and a trifle dim in the eye. Arthur Conan Doyle humorouseyesorry And yet the motives of women are so inscrutable. You remember the woman at Margate whom I suspected for the same reason. No powder on her nose - that proved to be the correct solution. How can you build on such a quicksand? Their most trivial action may mean volumes, or their most extraordinary conduct may depend upon a hairpin or a curling tongs. Arthur Conan Doyle sarcasmhumorousmean We had got as far as this, when who should walk in but the gentleman himself, who had been drinking his beer in the taproom and had heard the whole conversation. Who was I? What did I want? What did I mean by asking questions? He had a fine flow of language, and his adjectives were very vigorous. Arthur Conan Doyle humorousdrinkingmean Living, as I do, in an educated and scientific atmosphere, I could not have conceived that the first principles of zoology were so little known. Is it possible that you do not know the elementary fact in comparative anatomy, that the wing of a bird is really the forearm, while the wing of a bat consists of three elongated fingers with membranes between? Arthur Conan Doyle sarcasmhumorouswings Well, sir, let us do what we can to curtail this visit, which can hardly be agreeable to you, and is inexpressibly irksome to me. Arthur Conan Doyle wellssarcasmhumorous I think you want a little unofficial help. Three undetected murders in one year won't do, Lestrade. But you handled the Molesey Mystery with less than your usual - that's to say, you handled it fairly well. Arthur Conan Doyle sarcasmhumorousthinking Might I trouble you to open the window, for chloroform vapour does not help the palate. Arthur Conan Doyle sarcasmhumorousdoe Exactly. She does not shine as a wife even in her own account of what occurred. I am not a whole-souled admirer of womankind, as you are aware, Watson, but my experience of life has taught me that there are few wives having any regard for their husbands who would let any man's spoken word stand between them and that husband's dead body. Should I ever marry, Watson, I should hope to inspire my wife with some feeling which would prevent her from being walked off by a housekeeper when my corpse was lying within a few yards of her. Arthur Conan Doyle husbandhumorouslying One dumb-bell, Watson! Consider an athlete with one dumb-bell. Picture to yourself the unilateral development - the imminent danger of a spinal curvature. Shocking, Watson, shocking! Arthur Conan Doyle sarcasmhumorousathlete You're not hurt, Watson? For God's sake, say that you are not hurt!" It was worth a wound -- it was worth many wounds -- to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation. Arthur Conan Doyle loyaltyhurtheart Desultory readers are seldom remarkable for the exactness of their learning. Arthur Conan Doyle exactnessremarkablereader You say that your fare told you that he was a detective?" "Yes, he did." "When did he say this?" "When he left me." "Did he say anything more?" "He mentioned his name." Holmes cast a swift glance of triumph at me. "Oh, he mentioned his name, did he? That was imprudent. What was the name that he mentioned?" “His name," said the cabman, "was Mr. Sherlock Holmes. Arthur Conan Doyle triumphnamessay-anything If my future were black, it was better surely to face it like a man than to attempt to brighten it by mere will-o’-the-wisps of the imagination. Arthur Conan Doyle blackimaginationmen Have you tried to drive a harpoon through a body? No? Tut, tut, my dear sir, you must really pay attention to these details. Arthur Conan Doyle detailsattentionbook I could not rest, Watson, I could not sit quiet in my chair, if I thought that such a man as Professor Moriarty were walking the streets of London unchallenged. Arthur Conan Doyle londonquietmen Oh how I've missed you, Holmes. Arthur Conan Doyle ive-missed-youholmesmissed-you What is the meaning of it, Watson? said Holmes solemnly as he laid down the paper. "What object is served by this circle of misery and violence and fear? It must tend to some end, or else our universe is ruled by chance, which is unthinkable. But what end? There is the great standing perennial problem to which human reason is as far from an answer as ever. Arthur Conan Doyle circlesviolencepaper He burst into one of his rare fits of laughter as he turned away from the picture. I have not heard him laugh often, and it has always boded ill to somebody. Arthur Conan Doyle laugh-oftenlaughterlaughing
