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
It is more than possible; it is probable.
hands violin evening
Draw your chair up, and hand me my violin, for the only problem which we have still to solve is how to while away these bleak autumnal evenings.
dog tunnels light
Now, Watson,” said Holmes, as a tall dog-cart dashed up through the gloom, throwing out two golden tunnels of yellow light from its side lanterns. “You’ll come with me, won’t you?” “If I can be of use.” “Oh, a trusty comrade is always of use; and a chronicler still more so. My room at The Cedars is a double-bedded one.
years cells rooms
Well, well, my dear fellow, be it so. We have shared this same room for some years, and it would be amusing if we ended by sharing the same cell. (...)
book mysterious language
As a rule, the more bizarre a thing is, the less mysterious it proves to be.
sorry humorous eye
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.
science able reason
The grand thing is to be able to reason backwards.
women literature holmes
Women are naturally secretive, and they like to do their own secreting.
circles done wheels
Everything comes in circles. [...] The old wheel turns, and the same spoke comes up. It's all been done before, and will be again.
waiting
One must wait till it comes.
men evil girlhood
Evil indeed is the man who has not one woman to mourn him.
men air income
I had neither kith nor kin in England, and was therefore as free as air -- or as free as an income of eleven shillings and sixpence a day will permit a man to be. Under such circumstances, I naturally gravitated to London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.
destruction accepting interest
if i could be assured of your destruction, i would in the interest of the public, cheerfully accept my death.