Arthur Conan Doyle
Arthur Conan Doyle
Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle KStJ, DLwas an Irish-Scots writer and physician, most noted for creating the fictional detective Sherlock Holmes and writing stories about him which are generally considered milestones in the field of crime fiction...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth22 May 1859
CityEdinburgh, Scotland
business clients problem
A client is to me a mere unit, a factor in a problem.
nature science ideas
Our ideas must be as broad as Nature if they are to interpret Nature.
mistake math science
It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data.
inspirational dark riding-your-bike
When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking.
spring men light
It was an ideal spring day, a light blue sky, flecked with little fleecy white clouds drifting across from west to east. The sun was shining very brightly, and yet there was an exhilarating nip in the air, which set an edge to a man's energy.
inspirational hype deception
There is nothing more deceptive than an obvious fact.
sorrow holmes dear
Work is the best antidote to sorrow, my dear Watson.
world settling ends
I wanted to end the world but,I'll settle for ending yours.
mistake writing what-matters
It has always seemed to me that so long as you produce your dramatic effect, accuracy of detail matters little. I have never striven for it and I have made some bad mistakes in consequence. What matter if I hold my readers?
justice clean young
There are times, young fellah, when every one of us must make a stand for human right and justice, or you never feel clean again.
curiosity statistics detectives
You see, but you do not observe.
lessons lasts ends
Education never ends, Watson. It is a series of lessons, with the greatest for the last.
life obvious-things world
The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.
brother night men
The man might have died in a fit; but then the jewels are missing," mused the Inspector, "Ha! I have a theory. These flashes come upon me at times... What do you think of this, Holmes? Sholto was, on his own confession, with his brother last night. The brother died in a fit, on which Sholto walked off the treasure! How's that?" "On which the dead man very considerately got up and locked the door on the inside," said Holmes.